trek: road trips
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There is
nothing remotely chic or altogether comfortable about our road trips from Wisconsin to southern Texas . Crammed into the minivan permeated
with the scent of Banana Boat sunscreen, coffee, turkey sandwiches, and
diapers, with my husband behind the wheel; the kids watching a film and
urinating every other exit; and myself, reading and fetching everything under
the sun every five minutes.
Road trips
are not chic. Heck, they're pretty tedious. But there is something kind of
fantastic about them too. The drives are long and lurching with a zillion pit
stops at dirty gas stations and abandoned parking lots on remote stretches of
highway near places like Paradise , Arkansas and behind roadside scrub bushes along the flint
hills of Kansas .
But we get to see tangerine sunrises and indigo night skies. We drive by watery
rice fields, well-to-do ranches, bone-white beaches, flea markets, green
plains, bleak casinos that look colorless in the pale morning light, muddy
rivers, blunt mesas, dense forests, jazzy cities, and dying small towns. It's
dull. It's dazzling. We spend the nights at cheap motels in cool cities where
we eat supper at local greasy spoons and go out for ice cream afterward. It
does our bodies and spirits good to spill out of our cars, breathe the fresh
air, eat good food, walk down new streets, hold hands, laugh, and unwind. And
that's the point right? Time together. Seeing the world.