The Long Road Home

We went to visit my father yesterday. He lives way too far away. It is a 1 hour 45 minute drive from his home to ours. It is doable to go back and forth in one day, but not necessarily fun with kids.

Coming home, Luis pulled out the GPS unit and decided to see how it sent us home. He does this sometimes, even when we know how to get where we are going. He likes to see the different route. It seems like the Garmin will send us a different way every time even though we usually keep it programmed for shortest driving time.

We ended up coming a convoluted back way, through Highland and who knows where. We did see some lovely sights. There was a huge rock outcropping jutting out of the earth at an angle that looked like it would fall right on the road if a tree had not been holding it up. There were oxbow creeks meandering and a couple of springs bubbling. There was even hillbilly heaven, a bright pink creation of what looked like two single wide mobile homes put together surrounded by bright pink lawn accents, a bright pink garage and bright pink storage shed. Did I mention it was bright pink? Think Pepto even brighter.

However, for all the sights, it was not the best route to take with people prone to car sickness. The loveliest roads in this area are the curviest and hilliest. Thankfully, the contents of everyone's stomachs stayed in place, but Isabella and I were feeling ill by the time we pulled into Monroe.

It also took fifteen minutes longer than our normal route. When chosing shortest driving time routes, Garmin seems to forget that cars cannot take those corners at 55 miles an hour. We have noticed this before. I had to tease Luis that his short way got us all sick and still took longer.

Nice drive, but I think I will stick to the straight highway until the kids are older.