We packed the car, filled Billy's bowl with at least four day's worth of food, asked our neighbor Linda to water our plants, and set of driving to Chicago to visit my Mom and Dad, where we were treated like royalty.
Traveling with the windows of our Fit rolled up, was a new experience. Our bubble of climate controlled air, sped thru the heartland with cruise control set to 70. It was more like spending a day at the office then driving across the fields of the mid-west. We arrived in Chicago fresh, untouched by the road. I relished the comfort.
We chose this same method for our drive back. Windows up, AC on, cruise control set. So easy, so mindless, so comfortable.
There's only one thing.
I missed that feeling of skin tingling, wind whipped, salty smell of the road on my skin. That mix of exhaustion and exhilaration at the end of a day spent mingling with the elements.
So why did I roll up those windows?
And, why would I do it again?