When it comes time for trips to end, Dianne and I see things differently. I almost always look forward to returning to reality. She, on the other hand, normally wants to stay gone forever. But not this time.
“I’m eager to get home,” she confessed.
Our original return plan was to take a week to meander from Vermont to Colorado, covering a maximum of 300 miles a day mostly on two-lane roads. With both of us ready to return, we decided to hit the freeways.
We dropped down to Pennsylvania our first night, crossed into Ohio for our second night, cruise-controlled off to Illinois on the third and spent our final night at a Corps of Engineers site in Kansas on our fourth. We saw nothing of interest along the way but miles of divided highway and a myriad of trucks.
Finally back home, we unloaded the vitals, showered in our own bathroom and set out to do the one thing we hadn’t been able to do for the 3+ months we were gone.
We went out for real Mexican food.