I’d Rather Drive

This week’s theme for Six Word Friday is “drive“.  For me:

I would rather drive than fly.

Which is particularly appropriate since I am now in Atlanta for the long weekend.  YES!  I am visiting my daughter while my favorite boy toy stays home with the boys.

So pretty! She had just gotten home from a work and was still all dressed up.

It’s not worth flying to Georgia from Virginia.  The time to get to the airport, go through security and wait for the flight, coupled with the round trip for my daughter to come and get me makes the drive only a few hours longer.  I can bring whatever I want, not squeeze into a tiny seat, and not worry about weight, which I use to full advantage since I don’t like to travel light.

I arrived with a trunk full of my clothes for a week, a cooler with frozen herbs that she wanted from my freezer, books to read, my laptop, camera, and some other things.  I often have several boxes of books to pass along to a friend of hers (his nickname is Books and it’s appropriate too), but didn’t this time.

I can’t believe I used to travel regularly for business, anywhere from 25 to 50%.  It was great in that I got to see the country and experience different cultures, food, and work with a variety of people.  The downside was being away from my husband and small child, never being caught up on my sleep, and struggling even more with my weight from eating so many meals out.

Travel wasn’t as bad then as it is now.  There wasn’t security screening at the airport and you could check through several bags without charge.  Of course, the airport shopping now is much better than it was 25 years ago.  These days, I could easily spend a couple of hours shopping in the larger airports.

But I’m glad I can drive and not fly.  My Honda Civic, while small, is comfortable.  I drove with the sunroof and windows open, feeling the air on my face.  When it got too hot, I closed it up, turned on the air, and listened to music from my iPhone.  I stopped every few hours for a break to keep myself awake and not get too stiff.

At the end, it was worth arriving in Atlanta and enjoying this pretty sight as I got ready to greet my child and her dogs.

I was happy to finally arrive. The flowers were an extra bonus.

Enjoy your holiday weekend!  Drive safe if you are on the roads.

19 thoughts on “I’d Rather Drive

    • Your kids make everything into a great adventure. As frustrating as it can be some days, it sure is funny later. I’m glad you take time to share their lives with us.

  1. Most of my flying these days is to visit my daughter some 3,000 miles away. Knowing I’ll see her lovely face and hug her every day, makes the abysmal trip tolerable. The umbilical cord may be invisible, but it’s still very much intact. Once a mom…

    you still write wonderfully… :)

    • I always love reading about your visits with your daughter and getting your notes reminding me to enjoy my time too.

      I wasn’t too sure about getting the Civic since I drove a Jeep Classic for so many years, but the pick-up and braking is so much better. I can actually zoom in that little car! I’m no longer driving a brick on the highway but a sleek little machine. I don’t speed though – too many cops out.

  2. It is nice to be able to take all the extras you want with you on a road trip. The freedom to stop when you want and to have fresh air certainly beats being stuck in a plane. Have a great girls weekend.

    • Kitty, it really is nice to take whatever I want. And bring back whatever I want. The outlet mall wasn’t great, but I did get some tops for work and brown shoes. I’m happy I don’t have to fit it into my luggage!

  3. Ken

    I agree with you, I much rather drive then fly. I remember all the years of flying around the country.
    When I was young I did not mind it. But the last few years of my business life it was not enjoyable.
    Enjoy your weekend

    • Thanks Ken. I was thinking of you as I drove past Spartanburg the other day, although I can’t remember if you went to South Carolina or Mississippi. What I remember is how much you hated going there.

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