My trip last week marked my 12th
road trip in the last 10 years.
Driving has long been my favorite way of traveling to be
honest. It allows me to be my own
pilot and is like those old Goosebumps’ “Choose Your Own Adventure”
books.
Make no mistake, it can be frustrating; you’re
uncomfortable for long periods, the scenery can sometimes be dull and
redundant, plus you need to keep an eye out for State Troopers looking to fill
that speeding ticket quota.
But at the same time, the road trip is amazing because of
the people with you. When you put 2-4 friends in
a car for a few hours, a lot of good stuff goes down…
Like seeing some wild shit; these eyes have caught a tornado
in action, a dead body, an American bald eagle and a near-perfect pair of
boobs.
You’re going to consume gas station food and drink that you
normally never touch; I'll pass Gardettos or Pepperoni Combos at the neighborhood
7-11 and not even look twice…
Put me on a
highway though, and I’m munching that shit like it contains the secret to weight
loss. Bagel chips are AWESOME.
Songs that you haven’t heard since High School tend to come
out on the road and can turn the ride into a karaoke lounge. Twista anyone?
Most importantly, it’s where bonding is on full display.
You’re going to laugh, you’re going to reminisce, and you
are going to argue/debate. Shit
will probably get weird at some point, very weird.
And you’re going to talk: life, music, movies, love, sports,
and politics.
Road trips are where someone’s fears, goals, aspirations and
secrets come out because frankly, there’s nothing better to do with that time
and the power of conversation is that great.
It’s unfortunate as we get older, and life happens, road
trips become less frequent but the memories last a lifetime.
If you’ve never had the
experience, your ass needs to load up a vehicle with your buddies and get up,
get out, and do something now before it’s too late.
See something and live man!
Visit a friend in a different city, a college campus for a Football game, go to Canada damn it!
A couple years back, a friend spontaneously asked me to join
her in a drive to Toronto for a Manchester United game. Turned out to be one of the wildest 24
hours of my life.
Sometimes all an adventure needs is four wheels and a full
tank of gas.
“The
road of life twists and turns and no two directions are ever the same. Yet our
lessons come from the journey, not the destination.”
-Don
Williams Jr. (American Novelist and Poet)
-WST
Nothin like meeting some random white chick, introducing her to your parents that night, then going to Canada the next day as best buds!
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