My life long friends, Erin and her baby sister Ellie and I hadn’t seen or spent actual live, local face time in about 15 years. With technology one can keep in touch on the phone and internet, etc. But it’s not the same as getting together in the same place, at the same time.
My thirty-something-eth relocation brought about our reunion. These heroines drove a trailer south and east, through wind and amazing hail to collect my belongings and me, and then we three set out on our first road trip in decades. Crossing Texas and New Mexico en route to western Colorado I particularly noticed :
- Hugs. Especially random hugs for no apparent reason. When they’re few and far between one really misses them. I’m glad to report they’re very easy to get used to again.
- Body language and reading faces is kind of a big deal.
- Coffee. I’m jealous of my girls who can drink coffee late in the day and still sleep like a baby. It’s so not fair while I must cut off all forms of caffeine before noon!
- Aches and Pains. I’m astounded at how our bodies have aged over the years. The packing, lugging and loading took its toll on our bodies – before we hit the road on the 4 day journey. After the first 8 hours in the car, I re-discovered places that can ache from sitting.
- Dings in our armor – we’ve discovered torn cuticles, broken fingernails and colorful shin bones. No bloodshed, no harm, no foul.
- Junk food rules. Our healthy diets went out the window.
- Exercise/physical therapy regime; in such tight quarters as a car, it’s hard to do the stuff we do to keep bodies moving freely
- Older bodies adjusting to altitude changes can be entertaining.
With all of the above challenges, reconnecting with old, family roots makes the entire trip worth any stress leading up to the drive. What feels like home to me:
- Remembering we were “green,” conserving resources and doing our parts to preserve the earth long before there was a Greenpeace.
- We know every line and lyric to most of the classic rock hits, as well as the renown parodies and personalities of our generation (we all fondly remember Doctor Demento, Wolfman Jack and Wierd Al Yankovich).
- We can drop a quote from a classic movie without explaining what it means.
- We totally get each others’ fashion genre. Not too old to appreciate well fitted mid-rise jeans, we vowed to just shoot each other the day we eye stretch denim or elastic waistbands. This does not include jeggings. 😀
- None of us minded coasting through Vega on HWY 385 (Route 66, people) to fill a stick of photos – without stopping the engine.
- We like nice hotels. We agree we need a housekeeper and a spa at home.
Entertainment: Road Trip Games:
- License Plate Bingo (no one keeps score)
- Truth or dare is still a classic.
Playing road tag with truckers (waving, coaxing them to blow the horn). Bonus points for getting one to use a Jake break 😉
- Naming our favorite concerts ever and confessing our most embarrassing (or happiest) memories there.
- Note: arriving at The Dead Show without tickets won, hands down.
At the end of day two on the road I look forward to more adventure and settling in – soon.
“Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life.” Proverbs 4:23 (NLT)
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Road trips are fun with the right company:) Sounds like you had a blast!
It’s good to hear from you, Nena. This move has been a great experience. Tough, but great. ‘Missing my sis & niece every day, but my girls here are keeping me busy. Take care Nena!
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It’s wonderful to chat with you, too:) Nice to see you have a set of women that sound amazing!
Travelin’ blessings! Enjoyable post. Think you!
Road trips are good, especially getting out of Texas heading for western Colorado. Three of my grandkids are in Bayfield CO. We lived out and about in Ridgway and Montrose for 9 years. However, we’re happy to be within driving distance of them and out of snow in Tucson AZ now.
Sounds like Roo got her groove! Happy for you, seriously. The adventurer in you is alive and well! But the trip to/through Houston will always remain in my book as a unforgettable journey, especially when you came alive in the back seat after the liquid encouragement found in the cooler! I wish you well on this adventure and look forward to the progress reports!
You’ll have to refresh my memory – after I catch up with myself! 😉 ❤