I loved our family trips more than anyone else. The older I get the more they mean to me still. I think I love them even more now because I understand just how important they were to my development as an individual and an adult. On those long road trips across the border and into Mexico I grew up so much, somehow managing to discover myself in the midst of all the chaos of traveling with eight other people – my parents and six siblings.
(Read my full story on the You Must Be Trippin’ blog) 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 […]
No es por nada, but como que los del South sí sabemos ser buenos hosts. A couple of weeks ago, before embarking on this Texas Road Trip that we’re currently on, I’d taken another road trip. That one had been much longer and had taken me across states like Virginia, […]
We’re hitting the road again! This time for a mini road trip – very mini if you consider our last road trip from Texas to New York City and back. Or the dozens of trips by car we used to make every summer as kids in my family, again from […]