I like road trips. There’s something soothing about the rhythmic sound of the pavement beneath the tires on the open road. Add some afternoon sunshine to keep me warm and toasty, and sleep is inevitable.
I can’t sleep on airplanes. Of course, I don’t carry my own pillow from home either when I fly. It’s decadence only possible on road trips.
True road trips require a minimum of a thousand miles (we clocked 1,114 from Illinois to Florida this week) and at least one diversion per day. It’s tough keeping Jimmy honest with the diversions. He gets in his destination mode, the blinders go on, and he’s like a racehorse out the gate running the Kentucky Derby. Sigh! There goes soothing!
Time to move on to my Fun Fotos. They’re always good for some distraction.
I can’t sleep on airplanes. Of course, I don’t carry my own pillow from home either when I fly. It’s decadence only possible on road trips.
True road trips require a minimum of a thousand miles (we clocked 1,114 from Illinois to Florida this week) and at least one diversion per day. It’s tough keeping Jimmy honest with the diversions. He gets in his destination mode, the blinders go on, and he’s like a racehorse out the gate running the Kentucky Derby. Sigh! There goes soothing!
Time to move on to my Fun Fotos. They’re always good for some distraction.
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