On The Road Again

Posted: Monday, June 14, 2010 at 7:58 am
By: Doug Lund
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And, they’re off!

Linda and I, along with our friends, Denny and Joanie, will say a little prayer then all climb aboard the big red Lincoln and head for a two week journey to the deep South; Charleston, South Carolina to be exact..with a stop for a long weekend at my brother’s house by the lake near Seneca, South Carolina.

In researching this trip, I can see why people are always confusing South and North Dakota because I’ve been doing it constantly with the two Carolinas.   Okay,quick,off the top of your head, in which Carolina is Charlotte located? How about Raleigh? How about Mayberry?

The four of us have been planning this  for several years, but got together again on Sunday just to go over any last minute changes in the route we’re going to take and what attractions we plan to visit.

Instead, though, Denny and I wound up spending most of the afternoon trying to program the new Tom Tom GPS gadget that our Arizona and California kids sent me for Father’s Day. We’re going to keep the Atlas handy just in case.

The four of us have traveled together lots of times but this will the longest trip: two weeks and over four thousand miles in close confinement. We’ve been giving each other occasional pep talks about our determination to be as good a friends after the trip as we are prior to departure.

For inspiration, I think back to the many vacations by car my mom and dad took with their good friends, Lawrence and Ethel Borsvold. We have hours of home movies from those adventures but the one that stands out is their long trek that took them to Mexico, California and Washington state in one fell swoop. They were gone so long that my brothers and I each grew a couple inches before they got home.

The movies show them crossing the borders of Texas and Mexico in late June with temperatures well into the 90’s traveling in the Folk’s 1953 Mercury without air conditioning. Dad and Lawrence, riding together up front, of course, in their long sleeve shirts, Mom and Ethel in the back seat wearing nice Sunday dresses and nylons.

I don’t know how many miles they racked up and how many flea bag motels they stayed in but when they finally got home, they were still as close as ever (Dad and Lawrence called each other Senor for the rest of their lives) and anxious to get the films developed so they could relive the experience all over again and again.

So, off we go in air conditioned comfort hoping big red (my car) holds together, all the places we stay have comfortable beds, flat screen TVs and coffee in the room.  

I won’t be taking any home movies..but I do have a digital camera and a blog..so I’ll let you know where we are and how we’re doing from time to time…unless we’re having a spat over where to stop, what to eat, temperature in the car, music on the radio…..etc etc etc.

I wonder if Denny and I will be calling each other Bubba when it’s over.

3 Comments

  1. LeAnn Mears says:

    YOU GUYS WILL HAVE A GREAT TIME { I HOPE}. MY GIRLFRIEND AND I HAVE BEEN VACATIONING TOGETHER FOR 32 YEARS. OF COURSE WE LEAVE THE MEN AT HOME. I’M JUST SAYING THAT WORKS FOR US. WE ARE BETTER FRIENDS NOW THAN 32 YEARS AGO.
    I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL VACATION AND ENJOY EVERY MINUTE OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. grouse says:

    Two weeks! For the love of God man, you didn’t tell me you were traveling with others in the car for two weeks! I thought maybe a week, maybe at a stretch 8 days, but only if the beer and prozac didn’t run out.
    People who have tried traveling with me and Mrs. Grouse can’t seem to make it past the Beresford exit before flinging themselves from the moving car onto the interstate into the paths of semi-trucks, screaming “I just can’t take it anymore!”
    It all starts by the second Tea exit. Mrs. Grouse will start it off by wondering if she turned off something electrical. By the Lennox exit, she’s asking if I know how fast I’m going and do I think I could stop that obnoxious humming of “Sugar in the Morning” by the McGuire Sisters? Then it gets ugly.
    By the Canton exit my breathing in and then out again is really getting to her. “Breathe in or breathe out…Pick one…then stop.” Sure, I need to stop for another diet Mt. Dew and a potty break at Beresford, but no one’s perfect. Not even me. There I said it.
    I was going to offer you the use of my .22 automatic pistol to place under the seat just in case you ran into trouble, but after finding out that this was a two-week trip, I’m kinda glad I didn’t.
    And watch out for the GPS system. The shortest distance feature can hurl you onto dirt roads the local county sheriff didn’t know existed. And the farther south you go, the more dangerous that becomes. Most of the stills are gone, but doesn’t mean the marijuana ranchers and meth cookers are anxious to see a red Lincoln Town Car with out of state plates piloted by a Norwegian who’s really pissed off because he’s lost. A couple of years ago, I wanted to use the interstate around Phillie, but my GPS system, programed as they all are by the Taliban, propelled me into the heart of downtown Philly. Let me just say that there were no other Norwegians in sight. Traffic was bumper to bumper. There were no Nordic halls. No lutefisk feeds. Ever.
    On the other hand, the fastest time feature could lure you into traveling an extra 400 miles each and every day.
    I’m gonna give you a call tomorrow with a sure fire money making deal for you and Denny and the chicks that will not only pay for the trip, but will give you something else to think about other than killing each other and getting away with it…courtesy of Kum and Go Convenience Stores.
    Well, keep an eye on that hot radiator. Hopefully you’ve brought along a nice bag of marshmallows and a few hot dogs just in case.

  3. Ken Feldhus says:

    I have been reading your thoughts on vaious topics for quite soe time.. Very interesting, But you caught my (tongue) by mentioning your parents’ road trp with my Great-Grand parents…
    Would there be any chance that I could get you to e-mail me?? I have a question for you…

    Many thanks,
    Ken Feldhus

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