It all started when my friend and I were driving and I had a great idea. I said “Wouldn’t it be fun to go to Atlanta Georgia?” I mention that I have family that lives in Atlanta Georgia, and that we could stay with them. We planned the trip for August 10th. Turns out this will be the most liberating and most independent event in my life.
Thursday, August 10th rolls around; it’s time to start loading the car, and hit the highway. Just knowing that we were on our own was such a big challenge for us, never in our lives have we gone on trip without the guidance of our parents. As we approach the first big city, I begin thinking about how time goes by very fast and how finally doing a lot on my own. It felt good to be independent!
We had to fill up the tank for the first time. Never in my life have I argued with my best friend about the stupidest thing. Who, is going to pay for the first gas fill-up? After about 10 minutes of arguing we finally decided to flip a coin to see who would pay. Turns out there are some rules about coin flipping that I didn’t know about. We just had a mutual agreement to alternate who pays for gas. That was only the first major delay in our trip.
As we started driving off and getting on the highway, I realized that a box shaped automobile isn’t the most aerodynamic car in the world. Turn out this is going to be an eight hour trip to Atlanta Georgia instead of four hours. Just one more delay on our trip. That made me frustrated but I wasn’t going to let that dis courage me. After all it was my first trip.
Have you ever felt so overwhelmed, like the weight of the world is on your shoulders? That’s kind of how I felt, when trying to direct my friend. It was one of the most challenging things to try and explain to someone else what I see on the map. We only ended up stopping and asking for directions about every other exit. Just one more delay on our trip.
As night falls we got really...