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It is so funny to think about how unprepared we were for that first long distance drive from Houston to Virginia, and then New York City. This is my latest article as a contributor to the Best Western blog You Must Be Trippin’. Let it also serve the purpose of telling you what not to do when traveling for days at a time with the familia. Please click the link to read the full story.
It’s not really a road trip until somebody’s getting uncomfortable. Or in our case, until someone in the vehicle is left with no other recourse than to yell: “I have to go to the restroom… can you stop somewhere please!?” After our more than 3,200-mile adventure from Houston to New York City and then back, that is the story that to this day gets told the most about the time my nephews both tagged along for our first cross country family vacation.
They were all pretty young. None of them were even teenagers back then. We were worried that Edgar might not enjoy the long-haul trek across multiple states because he was so young, so we invited my nephews to come along for the family fun. All three of them are only a year or two apart. In a lot of ways, I guess you could tell it was our very first road trip too.
We hauled all five of us around in a four-door sedan that also contained all of our luggage, the fajitas and tamales my mom had packed for us in a cooler with a block of ice to take to my sister, and our stock pile of snacks and drinks for the road. It was pretty packed everywhere in that car, but we were on a mission. Our destination was the Washington, D.C.-Virginia-Maryland area where my sister was living, and why not, maybe even the Big Apple too.
It would be the first time Anjelica, Edgar and I visited New York City together.
Those memories are truly some of my favorites.
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