Think back on your most memorable road trip.
It was 27 years ago and the road trip of my life. I remember my husband and I overslept that day. My parents fed us breakfast, helped us pack the car and pushed us out the door so swiftly that I didn’t even have time to think about the fact that I was about to leave home.
It was a fourteen hour drive from the state where I was living with my parents to the state where my husband and I would be begin our married life. I don’t remember where we stopped or what we talked about. What I do remember was realizing that I would have to unpack, write thank you notes for wedding gifts and find a job because I was finally a grown up.
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