Flying, Rolling or… Rolling!

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Trains, Planes, and Automobiles.”

I have travelled The United States by plane, bus and automobile. It feels like I have been to every state in the contiguous United States, but honestly, I don’t remember if I have. Aaaahhh, the joys of a broken memory card in one’s brain.

I honestly have enjoyed every single mode of transportation I have used thus far, but I hope I am not done. I have quite a few friends and family who are on the physical fitness bandwagon that is sweeping America and causing a lot of weight to be dropped. I too would love to begin a journey of being my best physical self and I would like to think I could be like Forrest Gump on a hand-cycle trike. I’d pedal to the end of the county, and just keep on goin’. I’d pedal to the end of the state, and keep Rollin’ right along.

I used to enjoy flying quite a bit. I think that was during a period of my life when everything needed to go go go and rush rush rush!! Come to think of it, every flight I have ever been on, save the first one, took place when I lived in The Twin Cities. When one lives in a major metropolitan area it seems as though they are conditioned to keep rushing to the next thing. The next meeting, the next soccer practice, oh, dinner starts in twenty minutes, we need to either rush to the store or rush home to start it so we can rush off to the next thing!

Yes, I too used to be that way. Then in 2010, everything changed. Life got too fast for me and rushed way ahead of me causing a wave of failure to rush over me. I couldn’t keep up at my job, my roommates noticed a difference and moved out. God put the breaking brakes on in my life in the Twin Cities and I moved back to the area I grew up around. I now live in the slow-paced, you will probably get stuck behind a tractor doing 20 mile-per-hour through town town. And I work for the fast-paced, all go, no quit company of Walmart in this small town.

Nope. I love the slow pace of a car for my traveling these days. I can get out and check out all the historical places I want. I can stop in a small town and speak with the locals for a while. I can take my time and see all of this beautiful countryside this nation has to offer.

Planes, trains or automobiles? The automobile is the way I prefer to go. I still want to attempt the Forrest Gump thing by hand-cycle someday, but who knows if my body will ever allow that? No matter how you do it, get out and see this wonderful world! Skies of blue and trees of green are all waiting for you somewhere in the world. Go see it all!