We often find ourselves saying, “We should do xyz someday”. So many times, those things never actually come to fruition; such is life. But this summer, “we should” turned into “we did”. Brad is a teacher, and I don’t work very much outside the home, so it’s always a possibility for us to go on a long trip during the summer. We’ve never had the means (reliable car, money, etc.), but this past spring we had to get a new van to supplement our always breaking down, never reliable car, and we got a hefty tax return, so after much discussion about all the reasons we shouldn’t leave town for a month and a half, we decided to do it anyway. Sometimes you have to do that, or years pass by and you realize you haven’t done any of the things you really wanted to do, making dreams reality. And so we packed each of us suitcases and loaded the van with snacks and toys and books and blankies and dolls and left for a southern summer. In six weeks, we drove 7,378 miles, through 15 states, stopping at least 9,000 times for potty breaks. It may sound nightmarish, but honestly it was pretty fun. Okay, the potty breaks wore on my nerves, but I returned home a more patient person, so there’s a silver lining to everything, even hours spent in gas station bathrooms. We visited grandparents and aunts and uncles and the girls met so many cousins that at some point, I think they stopped believing us when we would say, “Come meet another cousin!” It was awesome. They also got to see the ocean for the first time, which was so much fun and such wonderful memories were made!
I took a million pictures on our trip, so I’m doing two separate posts for pictures. Here is Part I: Tybee Island and Savannah, GA. Enjoy!