My life on the road
I LOVE road trips. It was somehow always easier and cheaper for my family to travel by car. So, I’ve been on countless car rides across the country.
We have driven all up and down the eastern seaboard at least twice. Unfortunately, we’ve only driven as far west as Idaho. Idaho is probably one the most beautiful places I’ve ever been. That drive was incredible! My dad drove all through the Night in one of the most treacherous and unpredictable highways in Idaho.
My mom drove us back home. I was the navigator so naturally we got lost a few times. The drive back home seemed so long I didn’t want to be in a car for at least a month. The trip from Idaho back home was probably one of the only times I have ever been tired of looking at mountains. I never thought that would happen. But, when I think about it now, I can’t wait to see mountains again.
But, one great memory of the drive home is we got to stop by Yellowstone park. I will never forget our beautiful night sleeping in the car, because there was road work on a mountain highway.
Probably one of the most memorable trips we took as a family is the one when we drove from Texas to Maryland to Mississippi, back to Maryland, and then back home to Texas. At the time I was probably nine years old which means my little sister was probably about two years old and my brother shy of 15 years old.
Oh, and the car we were driving didn’t go work in reverse. I really don’t know what my mom was thinking! .
I vaguely remember my mom and my brother having to put the car in neutral and push it out of the parking lot. I also remember going through the Rocky Mountains and my mom saying, “At least we don’t have to worry about parking a hill, because we’re in the mountains”.
I can’t leave out the trip that I took, with my little sister and attendant, to visit my best friend and his wife in Colorado. Wow! That was a road trip! Beautiful mountains, altitude sickness and Ghost towns, all rolled into one (crazy for some) memorable weekend. Naturally, I had a blast!
For me, road trips are about realizing I am tiny and my God is amazing. It doesn’t matter if it’s the Rockies or the Appalachian Mountains, I can’t help but see the splendor and the majesty of my Heavenly Father.
If you were to ask me, “Nissi, would you rather drive or fly?”
I’m always going to say, “Drive!”
We have driven all up and down the eastern seaboard at least twice. Unfortunately, we’ve only driven as far west as Idaho. Idaho is probably one the most beautiful places I’ve ever been. That drive was incredible! My dad drove all through the Night in one of the most treacherous and unpredictable highways in Idaho.
My mom drove us back home. I was the navigator so naturally we got lost a few times. The drive back home seemed so long I didn’t want to be in a car for at least a month. The trip from Idaho back home was probably one of the only times I have ever been tired of looking at mountains. I never thought that would happen. But, when I think about it now, I can’t wait to see mountains again.
But, one great memory of the drive home is we got to stop by Yellowstone park. I will never forget our beautiful night sleeping in the car, because there was road work on a mountain highway.
Probably one of the most memorable trips we took as a family is the one when we drove from Texas to Maryland to Mississippi, back to Maryland, and then back home to Texas. At the time I was probably nine years old which means my little sister was probably about two years old and my brother shy of 15 years old.
Oh, and the car we were driving didn’t go work in reverse. I really don’t know what my mom was thinking! .
I vaguely remember my mom and my brother having to put the car in neutral and push it out of the parking lot. I also remember going through the Rocky Mountains and my mom saying, “At least we don’t have to worry about parking a hill, because we’re in the mountains”.
I can’t leave out the trip that I took, with my little sister and attendant, to visit my best friend and his wife in Colorado. Wow! That was a road trip! Beautiful mountains, altitude sickness and Ghost towns, all rolled into one (crazy for some) memorable weekend. Naturally, I had a blast!
For me, road trips are about realizing I am tiny and my God is amazing. It doesn’t matter if it’s the Rockies or the Appalachian Mountains, I can’t help but see the splendor and the majesty of my Heavenly Father.
If you were to ask me, “Nissi, would you rather drive or fly?”
I’m always going to say, “Drive!”
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