Under the category of Use It or Lose It, I’ve decided to spend my Spring Break navigating my way from Atlanta, via the Blue Ridge Parkway, to Bethesda, Maryland to see my brother and his family and then up to Kutztown, Pennsylvania to visit my friend, Nancy, who professes at the college there.
The young people I teach, and teach with, are traveling to exotic and thrilling places like Turks and Caicos, Jamaica, and Costa Rica. But, for me at my advanced age and level of disrepair, Bethesda and Kutztown are about as exotic as I can stand, especially since just getting to and from work via I-75 has become a thrill ride for me every day .
My plan is to take two days to get to Bethesda and two days to get back from Kutztown, leaving on Monday and returning home on Friday and spending one night with my brother’s family and one night with Nancy. This is because, like seafood, I start to stink after about twelve hours, and also so I can stop and smell the diesel fumes along the way.
After spending many hours with the Google Maps people, I’m either almost ready to go or so stressed out I’m going to have a stroke before I get out of my parking lot. Then there’s the Tom-Tom my friend, Jeff, lent me. When he first asked if I wanted to borrow it, I thought he was referring to a small drum I could use should I need entertainment or to send an SOS when I become lost in the Nantahala National Forest or on the Capital Beltway. But no, it’s a GPS doodad, although I must say that, after messing with it for quite a while and having it talk to me in that fake Australian accent, I’m sort of wishing for the drum.
This is what I've packed so far:
- three 12-packs of Diet Coke (after all, I'll be gone for five whole days!)
- my Kindle
- the new cotton underwear I bought at Target. I got size 8, which is extra large. I could have probably done with just regular large but I wanted to be comfortable. I do hope my traveling pants don't fall down around my ankles when I step away from the Corolla to snap a photo. By the way, all five pairs are done up in spring colors, which I think adds a certain flair to my trip.
When I leave in the morning, I hope to have packed a few more things, including clothes, deodorant, shoes, my camera, and laptop. I plan to write an update each evening, based on my still being alive and internet access.
Speaking of planning, which the older I get the more I do, I asked my young Tom-Tom-less friend, Jeff, where he was going for spring break. He said he might or might not head to New Orleans, depending on whether or not something better came along. I spent a month planning a trip to Kutztown, Pennsylvania and Jeff hasn't decided yet if he will go to New Orleans tomorrow.
That's one of the many differences between Jeff and me.