Road Tripping

You hear it. The call of the open road. The mountains, the plains, the beach, the desert, the forest. It's all calling you. The motels, the truck stops, the lotto tickets, the state troopers, the dives, the zaney attractions. It's all there for the taking. Answer the call. Satisfy your wonderlust. Get your road dog and your vitamin water and your frapuccino and your ipod. Get in your Mustang or your Jetta or your Monte Carlo or your Vespa and get on that damn road. Go to Vegas or Atlanta or Chicago or Chaing Mai. Get the hell out of here. Your life is calling.


would love to, but don't know if my sentra would make it...headed back down to south carolina for the 4th. we'll see how it goes.