You got a fast car, But is it fast enough so you can fly away~Tracy Chapman
For day 16 in the June 1-30 challenge, found here, it is about driving. In the US (since this is the only country I can speak of for sure), most teens get their license at 16. We’re to tell the story of getting our license or a great road trip story. I have so many of these, wow I just don’t know which to use! There is research that shows the best memories people have come from vacations. Why is that? They’re out of their “normal” lives and into something mostly enjoyable.
When I turned 16, I was lucky enough that my mother had bought me a cheapish, used car a few months before my birthday (so I could learn on what would be my new car). Myrtle, my 1985 Toyota Corolla, bought in 1990, was a great old gal. She was probably my first love. Freedom, in the form of a small, blue sedan. I remember going to my driver’s license test. My mother picked me up from school early on my birthday, a big deal in our home! As I drove, I jokingly kept going vroom vrooooommmm (on the way to the Bureau with my mom, not during the test, I’m not a lunatic). There was little more fun than driving down the street, doing whatever I wanted, with my best girlfriend from since I was 9 years old. Glorious.
I’ve had so many lovely road trips that it is difficult to pick just one. However, perhaps the craziest, most wonderful, cold, unbelievably amazing road trip I ever had was driving from Memphis to Nashville to pick up the hubbs. I had an 87 Toyota Celica at the time. Myrtle had retired years ago. My Toyota was Betty Boop and we called her Betty for short. Betty decided literally in the minutes prior to leaving for Nashville (an almost 4 hour trip from Memphis) that she was going to let her heat go out. What a bitch! The kids, then about 4 and 6, and I drove to Nashville, in 20 degree weather, with no heat. We stopped every 30 minutes or so for more coffee and hot chocolate. Naturally, this meant we were late. Luckily, just after we got there, it was just in time to see him coming down the escalator from his flight. It was the first time I had seen him in two weeks, when I had only seen him for 3 days. Prior to that three days, we had talked for almost 3 months online. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that moment. It was the first time the kids had really met the hubbs (they talked to him on the phone). I go more into the story here, but needless to say, it was probably the most memorable car trip of my life!
What was yours?
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Sounds like a car trip you will never forget! I love that you arrived with perfect timing to the airport. 🙂
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Never!! It was fate!!
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Excellent post. I love that Tracy Chapman CD. As for my most memorable car trip, here it is: https://derrickjknight.com/2013/11/17/death-of-the-brown-velvet-suit/
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Love it too! Definitely will check it out!
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And at least you didn’t hurt yourself! 🙂
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Thanks, Anna. Lucky me
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