Have you ever ridden in a boat pulling a skier? Have you ever done it all across Texas? Well, that is how I felt this past Monday. I was riding in my parents truck, backseat. And we are pulling a 20 foot plus camper. They decided not to take IH-10. Because they did not want to be in a lot of traffic.
We took lots of curvy back roads. There were slight hills in the road we went over. Ok, so it was like riding a boat over a cruise ships wake. Not to mention all the stop signs we stopped at. And then had to gun the truck to pull through the intersections. Add my two parents to the mix. You know the type. The ones whose blood is evidently to thin and my dad has to have the heater on.
I was one sick puppy in the back seat. Finally got some cooler air in the truck and we finally connected with a more decent size back road. Less slowing down and gunning the truck. Less curvy road. I finally was able to start looking out the windows to see some of the scenery. I put a movie in and watched it. This was great so long as I looked only at the screen and not all the scenery flying past us. Finally, we were on Hwy 290. And I could read my book without the feeling of my stomach in my throat.
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