I love to drive. Really I do, I will drive anywhere at a moments notice. I once drove my BFF home to New York City (from RI: 178 miles, about 3 hours) and caught the bus back, just to make sure she wouldn't fall asleep at the wheel.
When I was 8 years old my dad drove from RI to Guatemala and I totally loved this experience. We stopped and ate lunch along side the Mississippi River and I remember driving past the Astrodome, then into the desert. It was then that the bug caught me. I love driving and being able to stop and just take in the sights at your leisure. However, this trip was a little different, a. I was driving alone My mother did not and doesn't know (so don't tell her) that I was driving alone. b. I was doing something I have wanted to do since I was a little girl, driving across country, I know Texas to RI isn't across the entire country, but its pretty damn close.
So I ventured out very excited on a Saturday morning and ran into the craziest traffic ever trying to get out of Dallas. I was in traffic for like 2 hours. UGH was this a preview to my trip. Please I hope not. So after battling for 2 hours I finally was on the road. First stop the Texas, Louisiana state line. But that wasn't after seeing the most curious signs ever not to mention the large road kill, and it wasn't just deer. Some of these dead animals were coyotes or dogs and armadillos.
The trip was pretty uneventful. I drove past LSU and saw plenty of highway and more large road kill. As I crossed the Louisiana state line I stopped to take a picture at the rest area. Highlight of day 1 was watching the sun set as I crossed the Mississippi state line, just over the Mississippi River. It was a nice way to end the day. I had a few more hours to go crossing into Alabama and then Georgia as my dear friend TAnn was awaiting my arrival in Atlanta, where I would be spending the night.
Day 2 the road awaits, but first a quick breakfast to meet one of my twitter friends Donte. TAnn and I met up with Donte and his children for breakfast in Atlanta just before the church rush came in. It was such a nice time to meet new people and reminisce with an old friend.
I kept a watch out for the time since I needed to finish driving through Georgia, then into South Carolina, North Carolina where I would be meeting Davida my soon to be staff member and her mom.
To give them the keys to my apartment as they would be staying there while I was in RI. We met by the road side in Charlotte and I was quickly off as I needed to get to Owings Mills, MD where my host family waited for me. Traveled through Virginia, and into DC, then Maryland. Finally arrived at Chez Ndzibah in Owings Mills, MD where I overstayed my time. My initial plan was to get on the road early so that I would have more time in New York, but that didn't quite work out that way. I sat and talked with my friend Nicole and we chatted about life and then I realized I needed to go so off I was to continue my journey. Next stop, New York City, so I traveled up familiar territory and was elated as I was familiar with all the markers letting me know how close I was to my next destination. Delaware, New Jersey and the Jersey Turnpike, then the George Washington Bridge. Oh what a familiar and friendly site. As I crossed the bridge I looked to my right and could see the New York City Skyline. All the lights of the buildings winking back at me as if to say "hey old friend we've missed you". I continued my drive into Harlem to see my BFF CJ. Tomorrow would be the last leg of the trip to RI.
I stopped to take a picture of this sunset in New Jersey, it was just too beautiful.
After driving through east Texas I vowed that I would never again complain about driving through Connecticut, but once I hit the CT state line I remembered how much I hated it. Maybe its because CT is the one thing between RI and NY and when I'm trying to get to NY or vice versa its the only thing that stands in my way. Or maybe its the incessant construction that never seems to go away or end, but quite possibly it could be how I95 goes from being a Highway to a 2 lane road in most areas and just becomes mundane road to travel. Then all of a sudden the most familiar sign of them all. "Welcome to Rhode Island" that beautiful blue sign in the median reminding me that my journey is about 35 minutes from being over. In a flash I was pulling up in my mother's driveway, or actually my brother's driveway as I had done so many times before and beeping the horn to let them know I had arrived. Ahhh to be home.