On the road, again
Travel day! Gotta love getting up early, eating all the food that otherwise would have lasted through the week. Follow that with filling the car to the limits with luggage, and then put four adults and a large dog inside. Stir gently for hours and hours. At the end of the afternoon, move the whole show into a small motel room and declare victory.
I’m down with all of it. The dog only complained once (loudly and with paw gestures) when it was time for a nature break. More acceptable than the human equivalent. The only food pause proved that roadside hamburgers do taste the same, no matter where (although I still take exception with a particular stop in Fredericton, last summer).
Radio fare… I brought a Walkman, anticipating the dearth.
Still ahead; family time, of the extended sort. I’ll let them know we’re around and about, just as soon as the cellphone recharges. That was the other discovery today. If you use your smartphone as intended (GPS, Twitter, web lookups, weather, news) there isn’t a snowball’s chance in a blast furnace that you’ll endure.
The moment of truth came at a crossroads, in new territory. No left, right or bear ahead. Instead, an insistent alarm. Charge me! Now! We had to carry on like carrier pigeons, hoping that our north matched something useful. Take it and consider buying one of those external battery packs that double the charge capacity (and the physical size) of the phone. A small price to pay for freedom from road maps and getting directions from strangers. Although… we did that too. Being told to go to the corner of road number and other road number was a moment of truth. Local truth.
