Today is day one of the mother of all road trips. It's not the longest road trip Grandma J ever took, but it's the longest one with no humans to sing in rounds with.
Eons ago, when Grandma J was just a child, she ventured out across the country from Rhode Island to California with her parents and siblings. Six humans crammed inside a '55 Ford wagon.
Grandma J still remembers hearing her father raise the roof everytime she opened the door in the back seat and Rita's pressure cooker would go flying out. They would sing in rounds, play twenty questions, and license plate games.
Then Grandma J's father would scare the dickens out of the kids by telling them people in California will think we talk funny, and we should practice speaking like all our friends on the Howdy Doody show....otherwise people might laugh at our accent. He was right!
Then there was the three week motorhome trip in the late 80's from CA to Niagra Falls and back. Much more fun, we had Nintendo and a TV, and played plenty of Yhatzee.
This trip is a bit different. Phil and Crusty are at odds, and Grandma J can't let Crusty out of her sight because he might be an instigator.....maybe.
On the way to Oklahoma, Grandma J drove right past The Texas Motor Speedway, in Denton Texas, and immediately thought about her dear Virgina friends Marlene and Hard Working Man.
When she pulled into the Comfort Inn in Oklahoma City, Grandma J told PJB he can be a Sentry and guard the car all night while Crusty and Grandma J stay in a hotel room. He's not too happy. But Crusty is!
Tomorrow it's on to Las Vegas New Mexico, and a night in a historical haunted hotel.