On the road

I have a million thoughts while driving down the road, but let me stop, get lunch and hook up to the Internet and my mind seems to go blank.  The one thing I know is that I love traveling.

If I had the money I would travel much more than I do and I would stop much more too.

I would love to be able to visit all these odd little places I pass even if I had to do it alone, which I probably would.  Most of the people I know who can travel don't seem to really want to just jump in the car and go, or stop when they feel like it.

It seems most people just go to get places.

I do that too, sometimes, but sometimes I would just like to stop and see that petrified forest, or Bessie's plantation, or even Uncle Ron's flea market.

In the end, for me, it all boils down to money.  I don't have the money to stop if it means extra nights in a hotel or extra meals on the road, so I sandwich what I can into that area between places like everyone else.