Road trips are great! Especially when you have a bunch of your friends packed into a car singing along way too loud and out of pitch to some classic songs (these songs obviously changed depending on the year in which you were born)! I’ve had some pretty great road trips and I want to highlight some of the best.
Now although Lauren and I have taken many a beach road trip together with my parents (and that one trip to Atlanta to buy prom dresses), I don’t honestly remember the drive. But, for the sake of it, I will tell you that there was definitely a lot of sugar induced Cracker Barrel visits, matching Old Navy bathing suits, wearing goggles on the beach, and one very memorable trip to Kennedy Space Center.
So back to road trips. The first road trip I remember involves my friend Ashley. It was spring break of our…junior or senior (??) year of high school. We went to Destin with her family. It was lovely, although the water was frigid.
Anyways, the one particular thing that I remember about this road trip…somehow it got so hot in the car and I am so Ginger-y pale that part of the seat melted (YES MELTED) to my skin and I had this nice red mark. Other than that there was lots of watching Friends and eating strawberry icing and one really weird dinner with two guys from our high school. All in all, successful.
Now the next road trip was from college. And I’m actually going to combine two of them, because they mostly contains the same major players! So my freshman year in college was the only year where I kind of worked, meaning I didn’t work my first semester which allowed for road tripping to an away football game. Not just any game, but the Alabama game. I went with two of my friends, George and Mitch, and we met up with Bama’s chapter of their fraternity. Lessons that I learned:
- Never sleep in a basement, especially if it says “Welcome to Hell” on the walls.
- Always eat the breakfast cooked by the house mom’s at a southern fraternity house (it will be the most delicious thing you’ve ever tasted, especially if you’ve only gotten 3 hours of sleep on a couch in the basement from Hell).
- Since the SEC is amazing, there tends to be a bit of rivalry and taunting. So feel free to ignore when drunk people yelled slurred “Robby Topppp yeez never beeeee home to meee” or anything of the sort.
- If your team losses it is completely acceptable to leave and drive through the entire night just to make it home at dawn.
- Also, there is a chance you might hit a beat up mattress on the Alabama highways.
The second trip is a little calmer. George, as mentioned from the previous road trip, and I went to UNC for the UNC vs. Duke basketball game! It was pretty amazing. Sadly this game occurred the weekend after Eve Carson, UNC’s student body President, was murdered near campus.
Anyways, we spent the weekend at George’s brothers apartment (he was studying for his PhD at Duke) and got to tour around both campuses. Since it’s such a huge game, the students have to wait (we’re talking camping outside) for tickets to get into the game. So when they open the building for the Sports Center previews and what not, a variety of people can get in. And we got in! I thought I forgot my camera, so I only got some crappy cell phone photos only to realize that I did have my camera. Terrible, I know. But anyways, the trip was a success and UNC won the game! It was so great.
And now for my last excellent road trip: Myrtle Beach, which later became known as “Is it a whiskey night or just a couple beers?” because we listened to Chris Cagle’s “What Kinda Gone” on repeat for…hours possibly. Lindsey, Carrie, Rachel, and I all packed into Lindsey’s car and drove to the beach. Things I learned from this road trip:
- Always make sure you have a loaded iPhone, because the best of the 80s and 90s will end up being on repeat. And when I say “best” I actually mean is Spice Girls, B*Witched, Backstreet Boys, and a variety of country songs about drinking and beaches or boats.
- Never believe that big black appliance is a oven, because is janky crazy hotels, it’s probably actually a dishwasher. But rest assured, pizzas can be cooked in microwaves!
- Other things about said janky crazy hotel: when you ask the cleaning crew to vacuum chances are they’ll leave the vacuum outside the door for you to do it yourself, you will never get new towels, and the hotel staff will not call a cab for you to go to a sketch club called Kryptonite.
Of course there was our road trip in New York to Atlantic City. What was your best road trip? Have you learned any valuable road trip rules?