As I write this, I am prepping for my road trip. As you read it, I am in the middle of it. Oh, the joys of scheduling posts.
We had a glitch with the planned road trip from Iowa to Colorado in a rented mini-van full of furniture and other memorabilia: my husband can't go. They had a major shake-up in his office, and he has to remain behind.
I'm fine traveling cross-country alone. Lord knows, I've done it enough times going to and fro, here and there. But as it turns out, we have a family friend (Marcia) whose late husband's cousin lives in Kansas. Said cousin (Pat) has named Marcia her next of kin (Pat is a single lady who taught botany for years and years and years and is now in her 70s and retired).
Marcia feels obligated to make a trek to Kansas now and again to visit Pat. But Marcia is in her mid-70s and to be honest, I don't want her on the highway in the middle of a strange metropolitan area (Kansas City) alone in her SUV. The last time she visited Pat, I drove to KC to visit my sister, and we put Marcia on a shuttle to Manhattan to visit the cousin. But my sister is moving soon (to about 30 miles away from me), so those Kansas City trips will be much fewer and far between.
Long story short: Marcia will go with me and we'll swing by and visit Pat on the way home. It's a bit out of the way, but no biggie on a trip of this type (1500-2000 miles in 5 or 6 days). She'll pack the bourbon and I'll pack the wine, and we'll be just fine.
I'll report in if I can on how the trip is going -- unless you hear otherwise, assume we're having a good time, laughing and singing and meandering our way across country on our adventure.