My eyes followed the dashed white lines of the pavement until it became a blur. I searched for something new to focus on. Street lights. People. Cars. Trees. We were en route to the Florida Keys from Michigan, a 37 hour adventure.
We’ve been going on trips like this since before I can remember, making our way around North America by car. It’s a lot more affordable for a family of six and I preferred it. I never slept. Green Day filled my ears as Ohio mornings turned into Tennessee nights, as open fields became mountains.
This is when my love of travel started.