It is a love/hate relationship - travelling. Roads take me away from what I love while at the same time bringing me to what I love. I enjoy driving on big, empty roads. But many trips are a bit too long and some days I will travel 12 hours non-stop. And sooner or later - these big empty roads lead to city traffic. I do love the cities though - love seeing the high rises, all the lanes of traffic, the roads going up and over and under each other. Just don't like the city traffic!
I hate leaving. Hate it. I will delay and delay and delay if I am driving (can't do that with plane tickets though) - because usually I am pretty happy where I am. Then the truck is packed and I am out the door in a flurry of tears. Then I hit the road and am happy. And extra happy when I get to where I am going. Then I want to stay there and the same thing happens when I have to leave that place. If it were a perfect world, I would have all the people I love, all the things I enjoy about an area, everything - all in one place. I am sure many of you can relate - widespread loved ones, friends, families, missing regional things that are favorites (weather, scenery, birds calls, flowers, foods, etc.).
On the road again. Except I don't like driving after dark all that much so I am snugly tucked in for the night at a hotel. Got to finish my History homework - tomorrow is another full day of travel.
Oh - and in case you are worried - I just hold up my camera and push the button when I am driving. I do not know what the photo looks like until I look at it later. I thought this one came out nicely!