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Being halfway to any sort of destination makes me want a very specific McDonald's meal (kids' sized chicken nuggets, honey, animal crackers, toy), because there was a McDonalds-having rest stop halfway in between Toronto (where my family lived for a while) and Stratford (where my mom's family lived - and, as was usually the cause for these trips, my dentist, who was no doubt thrilled about us ruining all his hard cleaning work with honey and animal crackers).
Basically: HALFWAAAAY! Plan for novel has changed yet again. Like you do!