Ah, love a good road trip.
This has been no exception.
I earned my driver’s license two days before the trip started and have found that I really love driving. Which is surprising, considering that one time I turned down a police officer who asked me to drive illegally before I had a license… but that’s a story for another day.
Today we found Texas. My little sister couldn’t believe that we entered Texas on day two.
“Isn’t Texas like halfway?!?” she exclaimed.
“Yup, Texas is 1/4 of the way there, 1/2 of the way there and 3/4ths of the way there, so hang on”.
Course, sis and I have already had our share of adventures. From impromptu guitar busking in Georgia…
…to singing parking lot duets at the top of our lungs in Alabama.
And then there are the lazy periods in between rest area jump rope breaks.
I’ve been studying real estate to prepare for my February class (so excited to jump head-long into a new career!) and my mom and I are listening to a lecture series on Winston Churchill.
In between the learning, singing, and driving, there is still too much time to think. The lull of the car on bumpy roads against a backdrop of fastly changing scenery offers a perfect environment for reflection.