I can tell it is officially spring because it is cold again. This time of year I start thinking about warmer climates, and how to get there. I like road trips, for me they hold alot of nostalgia. My father would pack up the whole family, all seven of us, and drive until he could go no further; no rest stops, no sight seeing, no detours. Driving with the family was serious business to him, it was not about fun or entertainment. My mother on the other hand had more of Kerouac approach to road trips. We may start out driving to San Diego but inexplicably end up in Pocatello, Idaho. She would stop on a whimsy and go no further. I remember a spring day in the Mojave desert where I traded a boy my age a space bar (remember those NASA inspired snacks?) for a horned toad. I think I released it before we got in the car again, but I remember sitting in the shade behind the service station with the toad in my hand, examining it's odd toadiness. I still crave these trips on the road, now with a daughter of my own. I fall somewhere between my mom and dad, as is often the case when we become parents ourselves. I drive for hours on end, but I always have an eye out for the bizarre, the unusual, the less traveled.
To all of you about to embark on spring travel we encourage you to share travel trips. My tip is wet wipes; hours of good clean fun can be had with a package of those. We hope you have a wonderful time on your trips and look forward to your return. Share your stories with us and travel well.
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