It's been a while since we've visited my in-laws in West Texas and I though I hate to take time off of work to drive back and forth for family visits; nice visits, but it's not my definition of VACATION!
This past year we've seen the "folks" quite a bit. With a new niece (their grandbaby) only a short distance from us, my in-laws have been making the long trip to visit my brother in-law and his family a few times this year. These visits "our way" have made it convenient for us to see everyone (at my brother in law's, a short 2-1/2 hour drive from us) and not have to make the long 5-hour trip to to visit my husband's parents. Yes, I realize for most people driving so many hours would surely place you in the the next state (or country for those across the pond), but for Texans it isn't the case.
So, at the end of the month we have a long weekend trip planned. After an entire year since we last visited (for my husband's 25th high school class reunion) we are overdue to make the pilgrimage west. It sure feels like a pilgrimage. It's a long trip with deserted roads, it's HOT, its oh so boring of a trip. Nothing interesting to see after the initial hour drive. The scenic highlights are oil rigs.
The drive is the worst part of our trips there, because truthfully I have enjoyed every visit since my honey first took me to meet the extended family and childhood friends. I usually fall asleep for part if not most of the drive.
My husband always insists on driving. The music selection is geared more to him though we trade off back and forth, but there is not much for me to do in the car. Reading usually makes me carsick so I snooze!!
I'll be scrambling this evening to pack and bracing myself Friday for the long drive in 100 plus degree (Fahrenheit) weather in the West Texas plains. I better start hydrating now to be on the safe side!
Wishing you cool Summer days.