Alright, devoted readers, we are officially back to our regularly scheduled programming. Yes, I do apologize for last week’s emotional spiral, but hey, character development is important, or at least that’s what my therapist told me.
Anyway, I have a bone to pick. Not with a person. But with a situation.
Spring break is T-minus three, four, or maybe five days away (depending on whether you have a long trip to your final destination, your plane ticket was the cheapest on that day or you’re the type of person who leaves the day of, since you’re driving or any other situation). In my case, spring break starts in three days because I will be sitting in a car for 13 hours… yippie.
Now here is the problem: since this is the first time I’ll be traveling that far with just one other person, is it frowned upon to stop at every major landmark we pass? And by major, I mean life-changing landmarks like a Buccees or every single state sign.
But before you judge me, and yes, I can feel it through the screen, just hear me out. We don’t have to stop at a Buccee’s (even though I will be deeply, personally wounded if we don’t). But passing state signs without pulling over for the photos just feels illegal in my book. Especially considering I’ve never done this drive on my own, and I’ve never been to this part of Texas before. I want the FULL experience. The vibes. The documenting and the unnecessary but necessary pictures.
On the flip side, the person I’m traveling with has done this drive a dozen times, because they’re from there. To them, it’s just a road and an endless playlist. To me, it’s a big cinematic event. However, they are also aware that A) I’ve never done a 13-hour road trip like this on my own, B) I’ve never been to this region of Texas and C) This is our first actual road trip together, which feels like a big milestone.
And to make matters more chaotic, I have approximately 72 things to accomplish before I even step foot in the car, like packing, snacks, organizing my life to the best of my ability, mentally preparing to sit still for half a day, you know, the usual.
I guess you’ll have to tune in next issue to see whether I successfully picked this bone or whether I return as a dramatic girl who did not, in fact, get to go to Buccees for the third time.
Have a safe and fun spring break, everyone. And if you see an Instagram post about spring break, the second it’s over, that’s probably a good sign.
