I wish I was going back to school. Not because I miss it (although I do) but the first week is more about reliving your summer through stories to various people than actually doing any work and I want to do that – I want to tell as many people about our amazing, incredibly, once in a lifetime summer.
When we first shared our summer plans people thought we were crazy, we were going to spend a month together in a small car with the dog and drive over 5,000 miles – people warned of fights and probably expected us to come home not speaking but none of that happened. In the end we drove 6,030 miles, went to 23 states and two provinces in Canada. We had one fight – which was lack of caffeine induced and quickly resolved before the next rest stop, where I was given coffee and a nap – I’m not a morning person.
My favourite part of the summer? My go to story? I’ve been asked this a lot and I genuinely do not know – I mean how do you pick? I can tell you what wasn’t my favourite – getting pink eye in Kentucky wen Kendall licked my faced to wake me up in the car after drinking gross water on our hike (she was fine, my eye was not). The next few days were a bit grim because who wants to spend almost two hours of their trip waiting in urgent care and trying to track down a pharmacy to take your insurance – not me.
Other than that, no complaints – we got to check some things off our bucket list, like bike riding around Hilton Head Island in SC, seeing Niagara Falls from the Canadian side (of course) and completing an American road trip.
I might not always remember all the states we visited, all the little towns and off the beaten path stops but I will never forget spending a month together 24/7 (seriously, I think we were apart maybe 10 hours the whole trip), hardly using our phones because each other was right there, all the hikes, jokes and laughs we shared along the way. This summer was more than just a collection of sights and stories it was a feeling – a feeling of being completely satisfied, happy and in love without a care in the world. I wouldn’t trade this summer for anything in the world because the chances we get to relive it is slim to none and that’s a harsh reality for me to accept.