I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about what my initial post should say. I had numerous brilliant ideas. Unfortunately, I didn’t bother to get up and write them down, so this will have to do.
Born in Chicago, and raised in New England, my family and I moved to California when I was 11, leaving lots of extended family in the East. So perhaps my love of travel began then. Over the next 7 years or so, I spent most of my summers back in New England visiting with both my maternal and paternal relatives. During high school we lived in the small town of Exeter, California where my father had become involved in the orange business.
In college, I majored in Art History and Art at Scripps in Claremont, CA, then a few years later– continuing the bi-coastal theme — went on to study at and graduate from Vermont Law School. Between college and law school, I did my first solo cross-country drive in 1985, then another in 1990.
Somewhere along the way, I got married and had a son, Harley, and got divorced a year or two later. So I raised my son as a single working mom. We did a few years of home-schooling partially so that we could take great field trips: to Monterey to the aquarium; to LA to the Holocaust Museum; to Lake Tahoe for skiing lessons. Once in 2006, while flying back from the East Coast, we got off the plane in Dallas, found out our connecting flight was delayed by several hours, and rented a car to drive the rest of the way. I’ve always preferred driving to flying. It’s a much better way to see the world: on the ground, interacting with the environment at every stop, occasionally smuggling fireworks and/or cattle across state lines … That’s a story for another day.
Harley graduated from high school and started college in 2012. No longer a full-time Mom, I have driven across the country 5 times since then, taking a slightly different route each time.
My goal is to hit all 50 States — I only have 4 left: Iowa, Nebraska, Kansas, and Alaska. Once I finish that goal, maybe I’ll try to visit every National Park!
The next trip begins in just a few more days: this time in an RV accompanied by my mother and two Italian Greyhounds. Our planned route is the farthest south route along I-10 all the way to Florida and then North. You are more than welcome to tag along.