I don’t own a car, so I never really think about road trips. The last real road trip we did was back in the summer of 2018 when we toured colleges with my daughter: we referred to it as the Most Beautiful College Campus in America Tour. Charlottesville, Atlanta, St. Louis, Chicago, Pittsburgh, Baltimore- much fun to see things I’d never seen but I wasn’t a fan of living out of a suitcase…
So if I were to take a road trip, I would need to figure out how to do a great one suitcase capsule wardrobe. Then I would need a fun route- to me, going along major highways like 95 or the Jersey Turnpike would just not work for me. I would need a really nice car- in my mind I imagine myself as Grace Kelly in a vintage convertible, Hermes scarf tied neatly around my hair, cats eye sunglasses shading my high from the brilliant sunlight. Alas, as I know myself I figure I am more likely to be Bridget Jones showing us with Medusa like hair…so I think I would opt for a car with a sunroof- best of both worlds. But I still would be wearing awesome sun glasses…
And the route…
Well, I guess it would have to be Route 66- the quintessential American Highway. Also known as the Mother Road, parts of Route 66 no longer exist- however-thanks to some preservation efforts, you can still drive parts of it. It originally went for almost 2,500 miles from Chicago to Santa Monica. We drove parts of it when we were in New Mexico and bought the “I got my kicks on Route 66” sign, which my daughter still has on her bedroom door.
Why Route 66? I guess because of its kitsch value. I love kitsch. I also love touristy things. I love seeing little pieces of history. And 66 is a great combination of all these things. I would love to imagine the people that went on this trek, the things they saw, the food they ate, the stories they told. I would think about time before smart phones and GPS and making the destination more important than the journey. I would like to think about the freedom of just being and driving and looking our the window, with local FM radio narrating the passing miles.
So that would be my road trip.
Who’s in?