Friday, August 16, 2013
My dog is a road baby
The dog has become a true road warrior. Today I recounted to her the states she's already been to in her young life. She's set paw in all of New England, all of the Northwest, all of the Southeast with the exception of Louisiana, and all the states in between. The only territory she has yet to explore is the Southwest, and I contend that without the luxury of removing her fur coat, she would be wise to avoid that area of the country until a terrifying and monumental shift in climate. Which may occur during her lifespan.
She listened attentively, sitting quietly upright in the passenger seat, turning her gaze between me and the road, as she does all day long.
What really struck me though, was how I did not feel homesick for Seattle. Instead, I felt an overwhelming desire for Asheville, a place where I've never lived before.
I have three friends in Asheville, and as I finally untangled myself from the net of highways running through Chicago, one of those friends called me. "Hey," said Kristen, "I'm on a road trip, and you're on a road trip, and I figured I'd call you and we could keep each other awake!"
It was the best possible moment for her to call. The sadness lifted, every minute bringing us closer to home, and then we were deep in Indiana and my road baby and I decided to pull off and find someplace where we could sleep.
Posted by Melina