This week I received a text from my brother: “Want to go to LA instead?”
And just like that, our road trip went from this:
Turns out my brother got wind of an internship opportunity with a company outside Los Angeles. Long story short: His friend recommended him, he applied, he got the job! It’s right up his alley — building spaceship engines and whatnot. He’s psyched; I’m proud; now we’re driving to LA.
We sat down the other night to map a tentative route. He was really excited at the opportunity to hike in the Smoky Mountains, so on day one we’re heading south. We both love to hike so we’re allowing ourselves a driving break on day two to explore the hills, and then heading, upon my request, to Nashville to hear some country music and eat sumthin’ southern! Yee-haw!
After that the trip is a bit up in the air. A stop in St Louis is in order; we both have friends to visit in Boulder; and neither of us have ever seen the Grand Canyon. (Oh, and I’m pushing for a drive-by of the Hoover Dam since it’s on the way, sort of!)
We are both excited to take the trip as it comes. We have more days available than we need, and I happen to be an expert at making the most of my travels.
A personal “pro” of the trip change is that our final destination is right near my dear ol’ friend from freshman year of college, Besser. I de-virginized my west coast experience when I visited her last spring, after not seeing her for more than 5 years. We had a blast so I am very excited to see her again! We have one of those comfortable friendships that we can skip a few years and then just naturally pick up where we left off.
The “con” about the trip change is that AAA, upon learning that I was going to be in her home away from home, booked a ticket to Madison to visit her new niece and nephew so she could also show me around her Mecca. Now I won’t be there to enjoy AAA’s Madison, which I’ve been really anxious to experience since I’ve met her. Siiigh. We’ll just have to make another trip.
I hope this isn’t my only trip cross-country, but everything happens for a reason. I was really looking forward to seeing Seattle. But my brother will be heading up there after the first semester to get back to the grad school thing… so I’ll get there when the time is right.
In the meantime, I just discovered a famous bar named Billy Bob’s in Dallas that has indoor bull riding. Hmmm, should I bring my cowboy hat?? You know, just in case…