Wanderlust. It’s everywhere these days. The internet is plastered with quotes like “Not all who wander are lost,” guides to travel anywhere and stories of people who quit their job to explore the world. I think it’s safe to say there are quite a lot of people who feel this call to travel.
I never used to be one of those people. I thought I had seen enough of the world due to all the moving I did as a military brat, but my recent vacation to California changed all that.
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That trip awakened the wanderer in me, and one of the biggest things on my travel and summer bucket list was to go on a road trip.
So I did. Well kind of.
One of my best friends from college lives about two hours north of me, and she invited me and another friend up for the weekend. Ensue the (mini) road trip.
Between driving on my own, sitting shot gun next to my friend and riding on the floor in the back of my other friend’s van, I felt total bliss. I felt everything people want to feel when they go on a road trip. (Except the almost 100 degree weather. I’m sure no one wants to feel that.)