One of the thrills of learning how to drive is the newly found independence once you have your provisional operator’s permit or your full license. What I’d like to talk about in this post is my experience with my longest solo drives in increasing order.
Last week, I had my spring break trip to Nebraska, for the second time in as many years.
Yep, spring break means family or academic excursions for me. No sun, sex, surf, and sloshedness!
I drove from Kenosha to Omaha last Friday for a cousin’s בר מצווה (bar mitzvah) and then went to Lincoln. The drive included 2 gas stops, a pure washroom stop, and a food-and-relief stop.
Yesterday, I drove from Lincoln to Kenosha in “one fell swoop.” That is, the only stops I made were 2 gas stops and 3 stops at the john. (Obviously, I would be wise to avoid drinking tea on my next long drive!)
Today’s blog post is brought to you by Flashback Friday. Given that my main activity today will be driving, I will bring a post of a road trip from 2006–the longest day of me being in a car… or close enough.
Granted, today’s drive is “only” a combined seven hours. Not as bad as the nine-ish hours from nine years ago!
(Note: This post was pre-scheduled to publish at 11:00. I’m not blogging while I’m driving!)