We must be getting better at traveling. On our last big trip we filled the trunk and the back seat. This time everything is in the trunk. I programmed our first few stops into our new GPS (Samantha). I kind of hated to see our old GPS (Jessica) go, but some relationships are destined not to last. Even though this was a fairly easy driving day, it didn't take long before I started questioning the wisdom of this undertaking. I was so content lazing in my recliner watching the Maury show ("You are NOT the father!"). I'm sure once I get off routes I've driven 50 times before, my enthusiasm will pick up.
It seems like the older I get, the smaller the distance traveled by car gets for me to stiffen up like the Tin Man in Oz. Our first stop was in Hillsboro about two hours north of Austin. I felt like it might take the Jaws of Life to pry me out of the car. Someone pulled up in the spot next to me and I considered calling out, "Oil can! Oil can!" I decided against it since he would have no idea what I was talking about and I saw no need to add to the ever growing list of people who consider me weird - or as we call it in Austin, "normal".
We'll be here four days visiting old friends and seeing how places have changed over the past few years.
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