I took a few days off for our annual fall trip to Virginia to celebrate with our grandson on his 16th birthday. We have only missed being with him a couple birthdays through the years. We spent a few of his birthdays in San Angelo, Texas, one in England and 10 in Virginia.
We have made the trip to Virginia in the summer, the spring and the fall. The fall trip is my favorite time to travel. Even though we also went in February this year, I have to say we could not have asked for better weather.
When we left last week the leaves were turning and once the rain stopped, the drive, as always, was beautiful. Every time we drive through the Smoky Mountains I wonder if the people who live there just take the beauty for granted. We left on a Tuesday and returned on a Tuesday. It rained every day except Sunday. We got soaked at a Friday night football game. We only get to attend one of Brody's games a season so we enjoyed every minute of it, rain and all.
We have flown to Virginia a couple of times but we really do enjoy the drive more.
I am working on getting back on schedule at the office. When I am off work, I have trouble keeping up with what day of the week it is. Returning in the middle of the week confused me even more. I came to work on Wednesday thinking it was Monday. I will do better next week.
As everyone knows, a week of vacation passes much faster than a week of work. We can't stay on vacation all of the time. It is good to go and it is good to get home safely.
I think the older we get the more difficult it is to rest when we are not in our own beds. At one time I could sleep on the ground in a tent and not miss a beat. Times change with age.
Growing up we would travel from Aurora, Ill., to Manila (and then in reverse after we returned to Arkansas) to visit family. Dad would also take us on a mini vacation every year or two. With six of us in a non-air-conditioned vehicle it was not always fun. My dad was not one to enjoy the trip. He always had the destination in mind. Get up, get going, get there. There were rarely any side trips. He got a little more patient as he got older, but he still didn't like to get off schedule. During those trips I would think someday when I am grown, I will stop at some of these interesting places along the way.
I am sure many people would not like to travel with me and my husband. We never get in a hurry. If we see something we want to explore, we are there. It takes us twice as long to get there but we certainly enjoy the journey.
Traveling habits change with age. I can remember back in the late 1960s Dale and I would get off work at 5 on Friday, leave on a 500 mile trip, drive all night and be back at work on Monday morning. At this stage in our lives we do our very best to be off the highway by dark. It is for our safety as well as the other drivers. We can't stay awake like we once did and when we get tired, it is time stop.
It is good to be home and I am always thankful for a safe journey. I am glad to be back at work and hopefully, I will be back on schedule in a few days.