
Me,
Alana and
techquilter, and her latest Wee One went on a road trip to TO for the infamous
Knitter's Frolic.
I often find myself going on long drives with my SO and the pup, but don't think of them as Road Trips. In my mind (and I'm not a native North American speaker, so excuse me if I have this wrong), a Road Trip is
a Long Drive,
taken with friends,
to some destination,
but the adventure is in the journey itself.
Not that the final destination wasn't just the greatest thing EVER, but the journey there would have been fun enough on its own. The atmosphere in the car was kind of like Christmas Eve - the anticipation! the excitement! the giddiness! And just to hang out with good friends is a super novelty for me.
Oh, to be that carefree and light, with nothing weighing down on my shoulders.
Truly a wonderful journey...