“On the road again…da da da da da da…etc.”
The Bearded One always blasted that song in the truck whenever we were beginning a day on the road when the kids were young. Still can’t travel without thinking about that song.
We spent 9 hours on the road today. We have stopped for the night but are just 3 hours from home now.
Remember when you were young and could travel countless hours on the road without even pulling off at a rest area. Just drive all day and part of the night without freezing into position in the car seat so that when you emerge you are bent over for the first minute or two?
Tomorrow, we get home and see what the cats have wrought (or unwrought) while we were gone…