We’re in Florida for the holiday week. I LOVE coming to Florida. I love the sound and the smell of the ocean.
What I don’t like so much? The 12 hour drive.
It’s not that the drive itself is *that* bad, it’s just I have this one little voice in the back of my head (in the form of a 4 year old boy) saying, “Drive faster Mommy, You’re not going as fast as it will go, Faster, Faster, Faster!” The entire time.
He totally thinks I'm lying when I say I'm driving as fast as I can.
Also, BONUS! Before we even got to head east we had to detour and drive 4 hours south to fetch my 14 year old who was playing in a soccer tournament. Once there we got to kill 4 hours waiting. And then FINALLY! We were able to get on the highway.
So basically we drove for 2 days straight. And when I say “we” I mean ME.
This is me before I wanted to jump off the bridge over the Mississippi River
Tommy drove part of the way, but because he’s not as skilled a driver as me (meaning he doesn’t anticipate that there might be a cop up over the next hill ready to tag you for going 85mph) it wasn’t long before he was totally tagged for going 85mph.
*By the way, I drove most of the way and never came CLOSE to getting a ticket. I win.
Except that with me driving, everyone else got to sleep. So I spent the next several hours throwing scraps of food at their heads.
Like father like son
Also, because driving super long distances is boring, we ate a lot of junk food. My colon is still reeling from the overabundance of fried food.
Comes complete with feed bag
Anyway, after driving what seemed like eleventy billion hours we finally made it to my favorite place on Earth.
Where the bloody marys go down easy…
I only had one I swear. OK, maybe 3.
And the ocean looks like this…
Seaside, Florida
Happy Thanksgiving.
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Driving = hell. Simple formula I live by. I want to know when Austin is getting a REAL subway system. And, don’t get me started about my dream of a European railways system here is the good ol’ USA. Cheers to you for surving the drive. Happy Thanksgiving. Gobble, Gobble, Lisa
Welcome to Florida!
And have a drink or 5 for me…
Happy Thanksgiving!
Okay, you look far too composed and perky and refreshed to have been on a ROAD TRIP. If I drive anywhere with my kids for over 2 hours, I emerge from the vehicle resembling a 90-year-old prostitute.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Miss you guys!
See you there at xmas time right? Red Bar? I’ll be there at least!
So, um, where were the Cheetos? You can’t road trip without Cheetos! Or beef jerky! Tell me there was some form of dried meat. Or you’re just doing this whole road trip thing all wrong.
OOooh, you could TOTALLY make turkey jerky for the ride home!
Boo hoo. Spending the week in Florida.
My heart breaks for you.
jealous.
That drive to Florida sucks big hairy goat balls. Especially when DF drives for an hour and then says he’s done with his shift. Suck it up and drive 3-4 hours like a man! Happy Thanksgiving!
I’m the driver, too, but because my husband drives like an 80 yr old woman and he’s a cop so he said he will get me out of any tickets if I give him a blow job. Fair enough.
Happy Thanksgiving, lovely!
Happy Thanksgiving!!
PS: I never seen anyone look that good eating McDonalds.
Bitch.
It’s great that you take pictures while you’re driving. I do that too. Shh!
That is one LONG bridge, too! I can’t sleep even when my hubby drives because he seems to think it’s perfectly acceptable to sleep and drive at the same time! I’d rather drive and throw food at him … Yes, much better idea.
We were just there: http://leisahammett.typepad.com/the_journey_with_grace/2009/10/deeleisaous-travels-grayton-beach.html Lucky you. Enjoy. (I gained five pounds.) Damn.
I don’t get why he’s not driving: Once you get a ticket, they’re not allowed to give you another one for the rest of the trip. Isn’t that right?
The east coast of Florida is much prettier. You should drive over and see it.