I don't travel much, so even a short road trip is a big deal for me. Yesterday, Helen and I headed east to Nashville - two travelers braving the four-lane under a low, gray sky. Helen is spending a few days with her amazing sister, so it's eerily quiet for me back here at home this morning. But, hey, I have some extra time to write! A couple of observations from our recent adventure:
There is SO MUCH semi-truck traffic on I-40 between Jackson, Tennessee, and Nashville. I've heard of traffic, and congested traffic, but congested semi traffic? Gahhh! Remember, I am the woman who hit a semi-truck once, while driving my van full of seven kids down the interstate at 70 miles per hour. Yeah, those big rigs still make me nervous.
That said, I really do appreciate the Pilot Service Centers that serve the trucking industry. These are ginormous gas stations/markets/everything-you-need-on-the-road stops. Easy access from the interstate. Friendly, helpful staff. Comparatively cheap gas. Clean bathrooms - a very important feature for the middle-aged woman who chugs a gallon of water every morning.
Speaking of water, if I have to be away from the house in the morning, I usually take a couple of quart-sized bottles of water with me. I've found that I don't drink as much water when out running errands. Because I am slightly less hydrated and usually get tired from the running around, I'm then more prone to those awful headaches that I want to avoid. Yesterday, I not only took water bottles with me in the car (yes, an entire gallon), but I actually drank all of them. Score: No headache today! Plus, I noticed I was much less fatigued on the drive home than I had anticipated. I highly recommend drinking lots of water when you travel...and making lots of stops at the convenient, clean, friendly Pilot Service Centers.
I am SO THANKFUL that I no longer live in a place where it is necessary for me to drive in big-city traffic on a regular basis. Thanks to Emily and Melva's awesome directions, I made it from Franklin, to Nashville, around Nashville (just as rush hour was beginning to crank up), and all the way to Old Hickory without a glitch. The drive felt like a 45-minute amusement park thrill ride. That kind of adrenalin, for that long of a ride - Whew! It's nice to live in a place where "traffic" means a combine going 10 miles per hour that has drivers snaked behind him on the two-lane highway between Troy and Hornbeak.
Purchase Parkway in western Kentucky is the most boring place on the planet after about 10:00 on a weeknight.
If it's just me in the car, I tend to gravitate toward country music when playing with the radio dial. Weird. Is it because I can actually understand the words? Inevitably, though, I understand a verse of lyrics TOO well, and then it's time to hit the "Scan" button and find a new station.
Emily Pritzel is the most beautiful pregnant woman I have ever seen. Wow!
I love Dennis Pritzel. One reason - because when my daughter talks about him, it looks like the sun is shining from her face.
I think I know where I get my story-telling penchant from . :)
Family is precious.
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