Now that summer is almost upon us, the hubs and I are planning our annual road trip to Ocean City (NJ not MD). It’s only a few hours from where we live but it is a world away. Quiet beaches, quiet dinners, quiet afternoon walks. You get the idea. It wasn’t so long ago, though, that our road trips took days instead of hours.
One of our favorite trips was to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. We decided to drive instead of fly so we could enjoy the scenery along the way. BIG mistake. That year had record cold temperatures and the snow storms followed us all the way to the Louisiana border. It’s a wonder we made it there and back in our old Chevy.
The longest road trip we ever took was to the Grand Canyon. It was the year after we got married and we were both between jobs. In no rush, we visited ten states as we meandered our way to Arizona. It was then that we knew our marriage would last forever – after eight weeks crammed in a car and eating fast food without killing each other, how could it not last!
What are your fondest memories of a road trip you’ve taken? Inquiring minds want to know.