Sunday drive
I know this will date me but here goes.....
On Sunday afternoon my dad would announce, "Let's go for a drive."
Oh, no. How boring. Off we'd go wherever the road would take us. Out into the country past farms and fields to the next town and beyond. At the time I didn't think it was much fun and I didn't know I was really paying much attention with my view from the back seat. But now I can remember the peaceful homes that showed so much love with children playing on the swing in the tree. The yard was green and the gardens grew tall. The front porches with rocking chairs.
Sometimes we'd take a lunch and stop at a road side table usually under a shade tree. A sandwich, celery and carrot sticks and homemade cookies tasted so much better outside. My brother and I would run around and gather pine cones and acorns. A memento tucked away for safe keeping until we returned home.
The times were peaceful. We had friends, of course, but spent time with family not looking at the clock or rushing to the next planned event. Sometimes we'd stop to see family and friends just for a visit. We'd get to sit on the front porch and watch the cars go by.
I still like to take the back roads whenever I can. If it takes me a little longer to get to my destination I don't mind. To see the homes, landscape and quaint little towns reminds me of days gone by.
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My father did the same thing except he would pull up to some of those houses and BS. pretty soon we were invited to dinner. I have found all those homes since I am adult. took me awhile. ;o)
God bless
Kymee
I need to revisit some of my travel spots. I'll put it on my growing bucket list.
Thanks for reminding me.
It's funny that I call it my growing bucket list also. I think I need to prioritize now. I know for sure I will not do them all. So I need a top ten.
Hi Rightnow99 cool blog. Twice upon a time I spent three months traveling the country. Once when I was 7. We took a three month Journey from Los Angeles to Denver. We hit every spot up the California Coast, then Oregon, Washington, through to Montana, Wyoming and down into Colorado. Then when I was 20, rode my bicycle from Virginia to Oregon and down the California Coast. There is so much to see out there. Taking the highway least traveled is much more fun.
What an adventure. I like to take a different route with every trip I take and the Mom n Pop restaurants are the best. Thanks for your comments.
You're welcome. I read a cool book by a man named Least Heat Moon. He traveled the back roads of the U.S. and ate only in Mom and Pop diners. He would rate them based on they types of calendars and Posters they hung in the place. It was kinda cool. Saying the mom and pop restaurants are the best reminded me of that.
I did this with my parents as well. Back then I guess the 10 cents or whatever it was a gallon went a long way. We would take off for a whole day trip -- and often I would get a coke and small bag of potato chips or whatever -- we did not usually get snacks or have them in the house (sodas never stocked at home) but on our day trip we did have just one. It is mostly just in the memory of all the nice things we got to do -- kids these days have all the digital cameras and cell phone to capture their memories onto they are lucky to get to hold onto such high definition snaps compared to my fuzzy recollections and the rare times we would snap a family picture not knowing if it took or not. Thanks for bringing this up to recall!
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I, too, can remember the Sunday afternoon drives; no apparent reason except to have some quality family time. Those were good times!