We Took a Last Minute Seven Hour Roadtrip This Summer -- And it Was Awesome

My husband called me on Thursday night (while I grabbed drinks with a friend) and said “Hey, remember that trip to Buffalo that we planned but never followed through? Do you still want to go?” That trip meant I’d have to get home, pack, go to work the next day, get home at 6pm and embark on a seven hour road trip. That’s not my idea of fun. I made excuse after excuse, but we ended up going. The road trip itself was great! The views through Pennsylvania and New York were stunning. Sure, we got into a couple brief arguments because he wanted to listen to old school rap and I wanted to listen to R&B.
We stayed with one of Josh’s high school pals, his girlfriend and their baby. Little did we know, our entire trip was planned for us. We were going to see the fireworks at University of Buffalo, meet some of the host’s friends, and do a little shopping and sightseeing. Over the course of the two days, we attended three cookouts with over 100 people. We shook so many sets of hands and said we were from Baltimore so many times that we were dizzy.


