So, there I was, sitting there on a rare Friday when I’d found myself at my desk in my home office of
There’s got to be a better way. I sat down with my GPS and some mapping software and took a closer, harder look at the paved world between my house and my cabin. According to the GPS software, I would cover the distance in 4 hours and 24 minutes if I took the interstate. I knew that wasn’t true because the traffic center was reporting an average of 5 miles per hour on the major arteries of the city so…
I managed to cobble together a route on the rural farm-to-market roads that would take 5 hours and 15 minutes, according to the GPS. Was it worth the extra 51 minutes to avoid sitting in traffic? For me, the answer was a resounding “YES!” I’d rather burn my eyes out with a flaming bamboo skewer than sit in traffic. I have to move, or none of it makes any sense. I will take a rural two-lane highway over an interstate any day, if the interstate is a “parking lot.”
So… that’s what I did, and I couldn’t be happier that I made that decision! Instead of gas stations, we made our pit-stops at country stores, farmer’s cafes, and even an antique barn that was loaded with folk-art goodies (I bought a new cast-iron chicken; you can’t have too many of those). We counted cows, watched the corn fields roll by, and even caught a glimpse of those new fall colors. I can’t promise you your own iron chicken, but I can promise you this; you’ll gain an appreciation of our country and its people if you jump off the beaten path once in awhile. I believe I’ll make this trek again someday, even if the interstate is open!
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