Road trips are one of my favorite ways to travel. My husband and I have been on many road trip adventures over the years and as a young girl, my family would take to the open road on our family vacations. We would visit my Grandparents in Ontario. We drove from Nova Scotia and we would take two days to travel, my father would drive through the US, sometimes it was quicker, but for me it was about seeing new sights, stay in different hotels and explore new neighborhoods. I didn’t know it then, but I was being given an education of life on the road, and I loved it!
There is something about sitting in a car or bus traveling long distances to get to a destination that stirs up my imagination. What else does one do when in a car for long periods of time but think of stories that take you away to another world. My road trip adventures as a child were way before the smartphone or built-in iPads to preoccupy my brain while parents sit silently up front. The things that kept me busy were a stack of books that I would devour as the miles passed by. My imagination was on overload when I put my headphones on to my yellow Sony Walkman where Joey Joe sang, Please don’t go Girl, over and over again because I wanted to be that girl the New Kids on the Block sang about. I use to daydream that I was the girl he spotted in the crowd, pulled me on stage, kissed me and we fell in love. I was a hopeless romantic at a very early age.
I won’t lie, over the years as I would drive alone on my own adventures, (I was maybe 17 or 18) I would daydream up more adventures with other celebrities. I use to play out a reunion of St. Elmo’s Fire cast as the daughter of Kevin and Leslie who now was attending Georgetown University. I would carry these ideas into my late twenties but with different characters and situations.
This vacation was with my husband and my in-laws. We travel very well together. This road trip involved a ferry from Vancouver Island to Port Angeles then making our way to Seaside, Oregon. After the hour and a half ferry ride, it was about a five and half hour drive to Seaside. The trip was lovely, the fall colors of deep reds and light yellows were making an appearance on sporadic trees. Once we made it close to the Ocean, I felt a sense of calmness and was happy to be back in the Pacific North West.
What day-dreams tickled my imagination? I have been reading Stephen King’s, 11/22/63 and not to give the book away, my thoughts were on time travel. As we drove through sections of clouds, creativity sparked up with some interesting ideas. Ideas that I let sit idle for a few days. I have another project that I am working on and didn’t want to start something else, but sometimes creativity takes over and you go with the flow.
Each day in Seaside we would go on daily adventures to Cannon Beach, Tillamook and other national parks to see the lush rain-forest areas. With every new adventure my imagination was turned on and I took notes on ideas, phrases or comments a possible character was sharing with me. I was very aware.
What did I learn on this road trip? It was more like a very nice reminder that my imagination is never turned off. I’m very content to sit in the car and daydream, I’m comfortable with sitting idle because the imagination needs room to explore and the story needs time to develop. For this I am grateful.
Until Next Time, Keep on Typing. . . .