My first long-distance trip with a church may have been spring break of my 7th grade year. We were headed to Colorado in a charter bus to go skiing. It was going to be awesome. I loaded onto the bus, completely unaware of my propensity for motion sickness. We soon bought Dramamine and I never saw my food twice.
Now 7 years later, I have travelled to San Isidro, TX in a Chevy Tahoe. It was a much better ride for sure. We left at 11:45ish and arrived here close to 1:45ish. I would love to say that it only took 2 hours, but it took roughly 14 hours. Rain, traffic, and limited leg room has never ended so well. The rest we got sleeping on Tempur-Pedic beds was wonderful, even for only 5 ½ hours.
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