A 2700 MILE ROAD TRIP!
Although the Lodge was luxurious,
the Hiking Strenuous,
Even though the Views were Breathtakingly Spectacular
The Animals Filled me up with Joy.
It was the drive, the long, tedious, warm, wonderful stretches of highway where there was nary a soul in sight that reinvigorated me.
On these drives I imagined what it would be like to live in a town about the size of a small Kindergarten class. Would I thrive? Whither? Adapt?
In between the small towns there was time and space to dream.
I enjoyed the thought-provoking conversations with my driving buddy. We bantered, debated, agreed, explored new perspectives, refined opinions. Changed.
We read a book. The old-fashioned way, aloud. Taking turns to ease the monotony of the 2700 mile ride.
True, there were no children in the back playing games, reading, squirming, kicking the seat and asking every 5 minutes, “when are we going to get there?” I look back fondly with these trips too, a bit melancholy at times. Like the last 10 miles, those roads are behind us.
Both the joy of discovery, the flexibility that allowed us to turn left instead of right or having the time to get lost in thoughts was the adventure I was hoping for.
It didn’t disappoint.
And the return trip to the comfort of home, to the commitments, to the chaos and chores, that was ok too.