Last weekend was my road trip to Michigan. In case you’ve never trekked to Michigan from North Carolina before, it’s a long trip – 13 hours. Anyone else who lives 700 miles from their point of origin has my deepest sympathies.
When I was in grad school, I went home every two months or so. I made the trip on my own (and later, with Cash… he’s does awesome in the car, except when he’s panting in my ear). Spending 13 hours on your own in the car is daunting but the mind has a funny way of tricking you so that 3 or 4 hours passes in a flash.
Now with David, we drive up less often, but my parents come down to visit more often as well. Still, I really wish someone would get on with it already and invent a teleporter. I miss getting to visit them on random weekends like we do with David’s family.
Driving through Virginia and West Virginia are usually my favorite parts of the drive… unless it’s raining, snowing, foggy, busy, or time for the state troopers to meet their ticket quota.
You may notice I have no photos and nothing to say about Ohio and that is because… driving through Ohio is the worst. Seriously, it takes 6 out of the 13 hours to get through it. It’s flat, boring, and overly laden with speedtraps. Ohio can suck it. (Okay, maybe suck it is a little strong. I’ve made my peace with Ohio’s neverending roadways, but I’m telling you. When someone finally invents that teleporter, it’s going to be someone who finally had it with driving through Ohio. Or Indiana. Or Illinois.
It’s all corn, country music, and conservative billboards! What do you expect?
But it’s such a welcoming sight, what can I say?
So what’s the longest road trip you’ve taken? Did you do it by yourself or was it so long you needed a partner or two in crime?