I drove for a long time late last night. I like driving. It’s very relaxing to go on a long drive by yourself. The downside is that you have to make the long drive home by yourself too. The plus side is that you are going home.
There are few things as cool as driving through the hills and coming around a corner to see the lights of a city just on the horizon. Even if you are driving the only car on the road, the city lights remind you that you are not alone.
When I was the guitar player in a 90’s, seattle area Christian pop-rock band we did a lot of driving. I never felt bored. I always like the road trips. I’d bring my books. We’d make fun of each other. We would have some really meaningful conversations. It was great.
We would also listen to each other’s mix CD’s and tapes. That was a great way to get into new music. Dustin, I love U2 and Poor Old Lu because of driving around in your Jeep. Bryan, I love Sting because you forced me to listen to it in your Baywatch truck. Darren, I still can’t get into Dream theater, but hey your tried.
I had a lot of fond driving memories last night.
I would love to take the family on a long drive.
My favorite vacation so far has been Kathy and I driving from San Francisco to L.A. along highway 1. We had no where to be, we were not rushed, we took our time and enjoyed the process.
When I was a kid we didn’t have TV’s in the car so we had to read, play games, sleep or talk to each other. I usually read.