Journey Destination
“The journey is the destination“
“Slow down, stop and smell the roses“
Yep – I know all that … but
sometimes the destination is the journey.
When I head cross-country, I’m usually running a tight schedule. Just because I don’t fly doesn’t mean I’m lollygaggling along. I’m finding my ability to drive straight through 30+ hours has diminished somewhat so I need to stop occasionally and take a nap.
Road trips are less of an adventure these days, and more of an endurance test.
But I don’t really want to stop and find a motel and pay upwards of $100 or more for essentially a short nap.
So I find a nice exit ramp in the middle of nowhere, pull off, slip between the truckers on the on ramps, and do whatever needs to be done.
Then – at first light – do what needs to be done next.
And this is probably what I’m doing as you read this …
If I was to do a long distance it would be like you are doing.
I’ve heard numerous horror stories about motel-hotels. And the cost. If you can find one for less than $100 just keep on going.
The backseat in my Blazer folds down and I’ve tested it. If I lay on an angle it can work. But that would also mean rearranging any cargo I was carrying.
I need a bigger boat!
No I don’t!
I don’t for see going anywhere long distance in the near future.
Look at this kee kee, isn’t it amazing?
Pull up the old episodes of ‘Then Came Bronson’ …… covered some ground but did not show much of where he slept…..good title song …. “Goin’ down that Long Lonesome Highway …..”