Road Trips

They are surreal.  Something about them...nay, everything about them...makes me feel whole and complete.  I am transported away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life and get to embrace the road, the country, nature, and myself.  I've experienced big-time group trips, lowkey one-car trips, and solo trips, all coming with their own perks.  Road trips tend to bring out the best and worst in people.  Actually, they just bring out the truth.  You get to see people for who they really are and for what they really stand for.  I've talked before about how great it would be to go on a roadtrip for a first date.  If the girl sucks, I'd find out.  Likewise, if she rules I'd know.  There wouldn't be any need for second or third dates where we're still trying to figure out if it's worth it.  Double digit hours in the car together...it'd be perfect.  And if it's not, I'd know and wouldn't have to trifle with subsequent dates!  But I digress...

Solo trips may seem, on the exterior, boring when compared to all the potential hijinks that could arise from a big group going out.  But being alone, learning about self, going to the beat of our own drum...there might not be anything like it.  I thought and surmised and wondered about so many things.  There wasn't any work to get in the way, no drama, nothing.  It was all a rush.  The road extended forever, and I was alone in the world.  It's an unparalleled feeling.