It was a dark summer night, the frigid desert wind seemed to seep its way into the heated car. My mom warned me that desert nights were chilly, and I should’ve brought a jacket, but I insisted I didn’t need one. So there I was, in the back seat of our little blue Buick in an unknown bank parking lot almost freezing, many miles away from home…. I was in Santa Fe, New Mexico for my first time. It was the summer of 2015, school had just let out my papaw informed me we were leaving to visit his sister, my great Aunt Jeanie. I didn’t travel often-- a trip to Florida each December and I once went to California when I was five. We were going to travel in our little Park Avenue Buick with 5 little seats and 5 people, I was dreading the ride. I was
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We got on the road and headed West, towards the setting sun. I was excited and ready to be there, I couldn’t sleep. We drove on through the night, my grandpa told me about the mountains we had to drive through as I fell asleep. I felt sore the second morning from sleeping uncomfortably crammed in the back seat. We agreed on stopping at the first rest stop we seen, so that we could stretch out and relax a minute. When I stretched out my legs and back it felt great. After buying some snacks we were on the road again. I was restless, aggravated, and relieved-- restless because I had barely any sleep, aggravated because it was humid, and relieved that we had one more day until I could see my aunt. The third day started off with my mom asking to stop to take pictures near every road sign. We were in Kansas which meant one more state we had to drive through, until we reached New Mexico. Kansas was a boring state, considering all there was to look at were fields and occasional farm houses. By mid-day we were in Denver, Colorado about to drive through the mountains. We stopped at little gift shops and admired the city. My aunt called us and said she would pay for us to stay in a hotel room over night , so my papaw could rest before we drove through the
We got on the road and headed West, towards the setting sun. I was excited and ready to be there, I couldn’t sleep. We drove on through the night, my grandpa told me about the mountains we had to drive through as I fell asleep. I felt sore the second morning from sleeping uncomfortably crammed in the back seat. We agreed on stopping at the first rest stop we seen, so that we could stretch out and relax a minute. When I stretched out my legs and back it felt great. After buying some snacks we were on the road again. I was restless, aggravated, and relieved-- restless because I had barely any sleep, aggravated because it was humid, and relieved that we had one more day until I could see my aunt. The third day started off with my mom asking to stop to take pictures near every road sign. We were in Kansas which meant one more state we had to drive through, until we reached New Mexico. Kansas was a boring state, considering all there was to look at were fields and occasional farm houses. By mid-day we were in Denver, Colorado about to drive through the mountains. We stopped at little gift shops and admired the city. My aunt called us and said she would pay for us to stay in a hotel room over night , so my papaw could rest before we drove through the