Spring break is right around the corner.
It is a time when many folks will be off on a vacation somewhere nice and warm (although I’ve known folks who like to go skiing for Spring break).
It is a time to get away from everything.
It’s a chance for kids and young adults to take a break from school or college.
It’s a chance for adults to get away from work for a little while.
I’ll be on vacation in a few weeks, heading south, and I’ll be spending time with my daughter and my parents.
I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to it.
It’s not that I dislike my job (quite the opposite actually…I love my job)
It’s that I get to spend time with some of my family…something that I wish I could do more often.
This got me thinking about my vacations growing up.
More often than not, this meant about an 8 hour trek from our home in Ohio to the Philadelphia/south Jersey area.
I’m not entirely sure how my parents kept their sanity for that drive with me and my two brothers.
I remember the fights with my brothers…the sandwiches and drinks in the cooler…and the way weather sometimes changed quickly in the mountains.
There was at least one time that we went into a tunnel on one side of a mountain and the weather was fine, but we came out on the other side and it was a raging snowstorm, with a jackknifed tractor trailer blocking part of the road.
I remember how cool it was at times in the higher elevations (usually) even in the midst of summer.
There was one time we got caught in the middle of a traffic jam on an approach to one of the tunnels.
Now, this wasn’t your ordinary traffic jam.
We were at a dead stop.
At first, it was just a few minutes, but time kept going by and we weren’t moving.
Other people started getting out and walking around…and so did me and my brothers.
At one point, we were getting drinks out of the cooler for ourselves (it was a pretty warm day) and someone stopped by and asked if they could buy one.
I looked at dad and he said 50 cents (might have been a dollar…I don’t recall the exact price) and the guy handed over the money and was happy to get his drink.
Several other people also bought drinks.
Eventually, traffic started moving again and we had to scramble back to the car to continue our journey.
I am getting a little long-winded here and will wrap this up, but I promise to talk more about the destinations on those trips in future blogs.
The bottom line is, no matter what you do on your vacation…enjoy it.
Don’t take so many pictures to post on Facebook and Instagram that you’re not living in the moment.
This holds especially true if you’re vacationing or visiting family.
And I wish you the best of weather, no matter if traveling near or far.