Vacations to many people are sipping cocktails on the beach in Cabo with not a care in the world. They just want to veg out and be lazy and not have an agenda. That’s great and all, but that’s not a vacation to me. The kind of vacations I grew up on, and the kind I prefer now, are more exhausting than everyday life. I want to try and pack in as much as possible, take in all the sights, get up early, go to bed late. Sleeping in and being lazy are what weekends are for; I can do that at home!
I think what I like most about road trips is that I feel like I’ve actually traveled. It takes effort and patience to travel via roads. You can’t zonk out for 20 hours and wake up on the other side of the world. It’s a journey, just like in the pre-commercial airline days of ships and trains. I love to see the landscape change, even the climate. It’s a concept that non-road-trippers can’t grasp, especially in the “need-it-now” era.
Thankfully, my girlfriend is a fellow road-warrior. Six hours there and back in a day isn’t out of the ordinary for her. We must be made for one another…