Okay... enough with the pimping for today. I need to save some enthusiasm for the rest of the contest, 'cause believe me... I will be reminding you!
We returned home from our vacation yesterday, My friend, Lianne, asked how long the drive home was. My response: "If we leave here and drive directly home, it's a three and a half hour trip. We can sometimes make it in as little as six or seven."
What can I say? We like to see new things and find new ways to go. Now, if there's an emergency or we HAVE to be somewhere at a certain time or for a special event, we can do it. But, it's not what we prefer. Traveling that way reminds me of when I was a kid and I would travel with my grandparents to see my cousins. My grandfather was the type of driver who just wanted to get there. He wouldn't stop for anything except to eat and get gas. Eons ago, when I was a kid, there weren't fast food places on every corner (yeah.. I know... and we didn't have computers either! or cable TV! You know... the dark ages???) If we had a long trip, we packed sandwiches. Anyway, I digress. The deal was... if you needed to potty... you do it when we stop for gas. Period. If you missed that window or opportunity (or, as was much more likely, you had to go AGAIN before the car needed gas) you were up the proverbial creek. So... traveling with a man who not only doesn't mind frequent potty stops, but also who likes to stop just to look at something interesting in a small town, is a treat!
Speaking of interesting things. If you are ever in Pelham, Georgia, and want to know how far you are from... say, Casablanca, the citizens have made it easy for you.
We went through towns with interesting names: Cotton and Sale City, to name a couple.(Sorry, Cotton, I know you are a real location, but the Internet didn't want to cooperate). I wanted to go to Climax, because of this, but Bob said we needed to actually try to go somewhat in the direction of home. And, we also managed to miss Two Egg, Florida. Bob doesn't know it yet, but our next trip down to the coast is going to be routed through there! I have to get pictures to share with y'all.
Anyway, we're back home. I have a bit of laundry to do and a lot of yard work to catch up on, a short story to do last edits on AND a novella to do last edits on before they are submitted on Monday. Keep your fingers crossed... nah, don't do that. It's awful hard to vote with crossed fingers!