My first road trip was 12 years ago, when my parents divorced and I moved from Kalamazoo, Michigan to Eugene, Oregon. That trip took 2 days, straight through, stopping for nothing but gas. Since then I have been on many road trips, including every year to the coast, for the fourth of July camping trip my family does. Over the three years at Kalapuya, I have been on many others, including to California, Washington, and most recently Utah.
Summer, 2000, our trip to Eugene to start anew. We pile into the car, My sister, father, step mom and I. This trip was a visit to Eugene before moving there permanently. Following this trip was a second, in a U-Haul, with all our stuff. This trip, was in a little red Ford Escort, 5 speed manual. We start off, stopping a few times on and off for gas, though I was awake for most of the trip, I don’t remember much. What I do remember, is breaking down in Walnut, Idaho, radiator blew. This was the smallest town I had ever been in, and still have ever been in. With a single bigger store, a single hotel, a McDonalds, and a Dari Mart, I almost went crazy. Our hotel was across a small overpass from everything else in the town, we walked to where we needed to go, in the dry heat, when we got back to the hotel we all had ticks, I was the luckiest and only got one on my leg. We got out car fixed, and went on, only a mere 5-6 hours from Eugene at this point.