And the Maddest Month: May

So I know that I’ve recently been mentioning that I feel the need to get out of town and when May turned out, boy, did it deliver. Maybe more than I am at all ready for!

While work has amped-up to the nth degree, every weekend this month is filled to the brim with travel and activity ranging from 20 minutes to 5 hours away. So, here it is:

I have a camping trips a few hours north and another one 20 minutes above the Mexican border, a graduation trip up to Fresno State to watch my baby sister finish school, and the 20 minute trip to an event I’m hosting before a sleep followed by mothers day. I honestly don’t think I have a day off this month.

Still, summer is fast approaching and with my parents flying off for their 30th anniversary and another cruise, I’m thinking of a few different local trips I can manage while still getting home to feed the animals.

So it’s go, go, go, but I’ll still see you here, week after week, so thank for tuning in.

This is Leave on the Wind, helping you soar.

And the Maddest Month: May

Needing to feel wind in my hair…

…and wheels under me feet.

Growing up, my family was never one for sitting still. By the time I graduated middle school, I’d already visited four countries and road tripped across the both coasts of the US multiple times. In recent years, I’ve been lucky enough to live in another country, which has granted me access to many quick trips across continents – trips I would never give up.

However, despite all my trips and the others I have been looking forward to do – and trust me there are many – I have quite a longing for hours and hours in a car with good music, a few cartons of junk food, and a good friend (or two).

I haven’t had a proper road trip in about eleven or twelve years – not including the repetitive 6 hour trek up to college and back home. Each of these trips were completely packed with stops – try hitting 1o national parks in the span of 3 days! – and as a 9 to 13 year old (around the time these road trips took place), this means a grumpy back seat.

As one of four girls scattered across a six year age span, this meant a crowded car, constant fights over the radio/CD, early mornings, no breaks, and breakneck speeds between too many stops with too much information to swallow.

Now that I’m older with access to a car that I’m able to drive, I’d love to repeat these stateline crossing adventures, setting my own stops and pace. I’m pretty sure I’d hit some oldies-but-goodies – four corners and Grand Canyon, just two name a couple along my current side of the US.

My father and I have been talking about a short road trip out to the desert and the Death Valley area for a photography road trip.

But until I manage it, here’s to travel-pangs!

This is Leave on the Wind, helping you soar,

Needing to feel wind in my hair…