Road Trip!

Today's Road Trip Wednesday question, hosted by YA Highway is one that makes me want to cry a bit:
In celebration of the release of Kristin Halbrook's NOBODY BUT US (hooray!!) we're asking: Zoe and Will set off on the road to seek a better life and encounter loads of drama on the way. What's the most dramatic road trip you've ever been on?
Why does that make me want to cry? Perhaps I went on such a dramatic road trip once that even the thought of it has me welling up with wet emotions.

I only wish. The reason I want to get a bit depressed is because I've never been on a road trip like that.

That doesn't mean I haven't been on any road trips. I've spent many hours squished between siblings who've wiped boogers on me, forced me to stay awake to keep them awake while driving, and have stunk up the car with fast food breath and gas. Once I sat in the front seat and was awoken just in time to see a literal deer in the headlights. Right before we smacked into it. Traumatizing. I loved those family car trips though, because they were our vacations. They meant fast food and treats from the gas station. They meant sleeping in questionable hotels (or sometimes in the car on the side of the road). They meant being somewhere different from home. For me as a kid, they meant adventure.

Writing this has made me remember that I actually have taken a few road trips sans the fam-damily. When I was in college I went from Provo, Utah to Las Vegas for a weekend with friends once and with a boyfriend and his friends another time. Clearly if I can't remember those trips that well, there wasn't a whole lot of drama. Since I've had kids, I've also been on a couple of girls trips to the States to do some shopping. No drama there either, except when they told us our hotel reservation didn't exist and four of the seven of us were pregnant. Not cool.

So I guess I have no reason to be sad. I have been on a few road trips. Maybe I should be grateful that they weren't drama-filled. (Although then I might remember them a bit better!) In fact, I think I'm going to go dig up some pictures...

In front of the Bellagio in Las Vegas. I'm the one in the supercool sweater vest.