We’re Going on a Trip

We’re going on a trip. It’s somewhere new and nobody really knows our destination. That’s exciting.

Usually someone has been there before and is the local expert. Not this time. Some maps say it’s about four hours away. Some say two. Nobody knows. Again…exciting.

There might be wild horses, flowers, and waterfalls. It might be fire-damaged and dry from drought. Luscious green or brutal brown. Nobody knows.

We’ve packed up and hit the road making sure not to overplan or overpack. That’s all part of the fun.

An hour into the drive and we are laughing. Relying far too heavily on our snacks, soon to run out, hours before anticipated. That’s all part of the fun.

The scenery is changing rapidly. The climate is noticeably different. The people dress differently at rest stops.

We think about asking how far out we are but I don’t think we actually want to know. It’s not about the destination today. No no not today. We see a neat looking covered bridge on an overgrown dirt road and we take it. That’s all part of the fun.