I couldn’t help using that title. I didn’t actually ride in cars with boys. I rode in our Firebird with one man – who I’m married to. That just doesn’t sound as exciting does it? However, we went on our first car ride of the year yesterday. It’s been a long winter, my husband’s been working out of state for the last three weeks, so we were more than happy to get out of the house and just ride around pretty much aimlessly for a few hours yesterday afternoon. This is one of our favorite things to do.
As a matter of fact, this is one thing that we’ve done fairly consistently over our marriage; but during the first part of our marriage – B.C. (before children) we rode around on our Honda Goldwing touring bike. That was cool. Actually it was the epitome of cool. Imagine, if you will, riding into a campground on your motorcycle, hauling a little trailer behind you. Within a half-hour, you’ve got your pup tent along with a protective tarp up; your grill out and another tarp hung up over that, affording you protection in case it rains. Yep, we were the cool motorcycle dudes camping for two weeks at a time every summer, usually in Canada. Fun times, those.
Now we just ride around in our car. This summer we’re hoping to do the Wine Tour; check out Newport R.I. and Cape Cod (before the Memorial Day Weekend); along with other places yet to be determined. Happy Days are here again!