Comments on: I Love a Good Drive

By: Lisa's Chaos

Lisa's Chaos — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 04:20:02 +0000

Yep, I’d go. I feel that way often.

Lisa’s Chaoss last blog post..Well ruffle my feathers

By: tiff

tiff — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 01:02:06 +0000

It sounds peaceful and an escape.

tiffs last blog post..Too Soon

By: Dr. Cason

Dr. Cason — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 00:04:49 +0000

Yes without the kids! And Amy I don’t mean to be a pest but I can’t log on to you!

By: Lisa

Lisa — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 05:09:57 +0000

I love the drive, with music or This American Life or just my thoughts. It’s the only place that gives me real perspective. That or running. I feel like I can figure out all of the answers because I am in motion.

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By: Amy Wright

Amy Wright — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 00:21:03 +0000

Without the kids, right??

By: Kathleen

Kathleen — Wed, 12 Nov 2008 19:23:27 +0000

I used to drive long distances until my knees got so bad with the arthritis. I miss it SO much.

My most fun drive was going to see my son (Eastern New Mexico University) in Portales, NM, all the way from Memphis, TN. About 12-13 hours driving fast. I left after my class that night at Univ of Memphis (about 7:30-8:00 pm) and drove and drove.

I had a wonderful little red Pontiac Sunfire (Limited Edition Sight and Sound with a great sound system in it). I put on beautiful music and opened the sunroof to keep me wide awake. I went through Little Rock, AR; Fort Smith, AR (saw a beautiful deer on the side of the mountain there); and almost to Oklahoma City when I decided I was
“sleepy – finally.”

Only problem, no available hotel room to be found. So I pulled into a restaurant where the truckers went (my grandfather always said this was the best food and the safest at night with their loaded guns and dogs). I talked to the nicest trucker, and he convinced me I could sleep in my car by the truckers. Told me to pull in front of his truck, and any problems hit the horn. He and his dog would come running. So I did.

I have never slept so good. The boys still tease me about “the time I slept with the truckers – hee, hee).” Next morning, had breakfast and talked to the same trucker, went in the bathroom and cleaned up a bit, and off I went to New Mexico. It was a wonderful trip! I will never forget what a great time I had “driving the road in my little Sunfire listening to great music!”

By: Audubon Ron

Audubon Ron — Wed, 12 Nov 2008 18:51:18 +0000

Two things:

1. On Guam they don’t call that driving, they call that laps.

2. No such luck driving in comfortable silence in my ride. I get off the gravel road to my house and down the main road a piece and the little woman asks, “Can I tell you about the dream I had last night?’’ Now, one would think I could daydream through her dream, right? WRONG. At the end of a VERY, very long dream story I get asked, “What do think my subconscious mind is trying to tell me in my dream?” Rear-view-me buddy, I better have a good answer handy. If I don’t, it could 150 degrees outside but inside the truck I might as well be driving in Fairbanks, Alaska in January. Comfortable silence, that’s why I read you, you always give me peaceful images.

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