I’ve been home from Fort Kent for less then a week and I’m already itching to be on the road again. Maybe because my trip to Orlando fell through, but who really knows. One of my best friends Allison Hayward and I are packing up the car for a quick trip to Burlington, VT to return late tomorrow night.
Life’s too short to get stuck in a rut. Sometimes you just need to grab a good friend and hit the open road.
Some of my fondest memories are not of the places I’ve been, but the journey I took to get there. The bus that broke down in a blizzard, singing along to Counting Crows with my three best friends, plastering my car with labels from a label maker, pickels in a bag, crappy hotels, and the list goes on and on. The journey is definitely the highlight of almost every trip.
Even though this is going to be a quick one, I can’t wait to see what develops. Even if its just good a good conversation with someone who knows me best.