I recently got back from my first solo road trip. Solo in the sense it was me and my dog. The trip was fun. I went to California to visit friends and family. I’m very proud of myself for going alone, I never would have done that in the past and I must thank my dog for giving me the courage! It’s intimidating stopping at rest stops and hotels without a 95 lb power dog with you. I would stop at the rest stops and park near the truckers (fewer people on that side and usually closer to the ‘pet area’). NO ONE attempted to talk with me! Did you know they have ‘beggars’ at rest stops in California (how do they get there? The stops are in the middle of nowhere) and in Oregon there are people hanging out on the side of the freeway (yes, freeway, not highway) chatting? This trip was enlightening in so many ways!
I was talking with my sister, the other day, about a book I’m reading and was telling her about the husband in the book and mentioned that I am so glad I don’t have anyone like that in my life (the character is a self-centered ass, but I’m not done with the book so I don’t know if he redeems himself…can he?). I just don’t want to deal with men, or anyone for that matter, who is a pain in the ass, I’m done with that. You know what my wise sister said? She is so smart sometimes! She said this all started when I got my dog (thought I was going on another tangent, did you?). I give my affection to him and he returns it, unconditionally. Hmmm. I guess man’s best friend is woman’s best friend too!
