They say a journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step. Ours started with an overstuffed Hyundai Accent, two huge tubs o’ coffee, an overly stimulated and highly neurotic dog, and a giant snowstorm that stretched from Texas to New England (which coincidentally was exactly where we were headed).
Schnookum Bear and I were headed to our new life in Boston with a bang.
Now, I’ve always loved road trips. From Ohio to North Carolina to see my aunt as a kid. From Ohio to Florida on spring break. From Texas to Kansas to visit in-laws.
But South Texas to Boston? That was the motherload.
(Illustration by Julie Zavala)
Three days. 2,000 miles. 14 states. 57 potty breaks (thanks to my husband’s freakishly small bladder, which I estimate to be about the size of a baby grasshopper). 325,000 calories worth of fast food. 16 “my life just flashed before my eyes” moments. And one souvenir “Welcome to Fabulous Alabama” t-shirt (only $4.99 with purchase of 16 oz. Slurpee).
And BOOM. There was the Boston skyline.
For all the gory details about our road trip to Boston, check out my latest column here.
I love the expression on your face in Julie’s illustration. Ha! I especially love how Ryan looks all Evel Knievel. 🙂 Talk to you soon. Love to you, the hubs and the Buffster! ❤
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