No Alone Time On A Road-Trip

Road Trip Road

One of our fellow travelers stated that there was one bad thing on the road-trip.  No alone time!  What's up with that?  She got to go to the bathroom alone.  Except...for that time at the side of the road with the whole world watching.  Oh well, it's true, I suppose.  Every little thing you do is scrutinized, analyzed and questioned, especially if you are the driver.  Everyone on a road-trip is a backseat driver, ha ha ha, just kidding.  I mean, we should all be on our best behavior especially if we all want to be speaking to each other and still be friends at the end of the road-trip.  No burping or farting or snoring in the car, please.

We had to share beds in the hotels, so that was a little difficult, for me at least.  I am used to sleeping alone on a double bed, sprawled out and turning side-to-side many times throughout the night.  I have restless leg syndrome, so I really feel for anyone that has to sleep in the same bed with me, or even in the same room.  I remember one time, we stayed up in the mountains to go snowboarding.  There were three other people in the room.  I started rubbing my feet together and one of the other guests said, "What the heck is that?  Are you rubbing sandpaper together?"  I started laughing uncontrollably, by myself, everyone else was too tired to join in.  I was a little self-conscious and nervous and that was my release.  Eventually I was able to calm down and get to sleep, but it was a very trying time for my poor restless legs.

I pretty much go where I want to go and do what I want to do in my daily life.  Sometimes I will leave a note, and sometimes not.  Sometimes I let people know where I'm going and sometimes I don't.  It's not like I am out in the middle of nowhere or going out into the middle of nowhere.  BUT on a road-trip you MUST tell everyone practically everything that's going on with you, stuff you would never dream of telling people while at home.  If you have to go to the bathroom a little too often, it's, "Oh, are you okay?  Digestive problems?" Everything you eat is right out there in front of everyone.  I like large salads, and will eat large salads, but I feel like a pig eating one day-in and day-out in front of the same people.  I was told, "Well, you did eat more than all of us."  Ha ha ha.

Don't burn your bridges behind you!