Nowhere To Go, But Everywhere…

I love riding around in cars, not driving because I hate to drive, but just sitting there, blasting tunes and soaking in the sites. I want to say that this began when we moved across country for the first time when I was around 7 years old. We packed up the car and headed west to California. It took us 5 days to travel the country, stopping every night at a motel. I would just spend the hours staring out the window looking at all the new things, playing the license plate game and listening to whatever my parents were playing on the radio or the 8-track…yes, I am that old. It was cramped, and I probably annoyed the heck out of my older brother, but I remember having a great time.

As I got older, and my friends started to drive, we would just tool around the neighborhoods looking for things to do. Now we could listen to our music on the radio…80s all the way. It was a typical scene right out of American Graffiti, cruising and carrying on, before we got hungry and stopped at the Double T Diner or Sorrento’s for something to eat. Pizza and patty melts with fries are still favorites of mine. I was part of the youth group crowd from church, so we were pretty tame, but it was a blast.

When I reached my 20’s and had no curfew, we would be sitting around someone’s house watching a movie or playing games. All of a sudden someone would get the great idea to get in the cars and head to Ocean City, Maryland to watch the sunrise and have a beach day. Off we went to grab what we needed for the day and hit the road for the 3-hour long drive to the beach. We would get there in time and watch night turn to morning, then it was off to The Dough Roller for some pancakes before hitting the beach and the boardwalk. Best days ever…

Around Christmas, we would pile in to see all the lights in the neighborhoods. I remember being in the back of someone’s truck one cold winter night freezing my heinie off singing carols and drinking hot chocolate as we drove around. We also staged potluck dinners, but each course would be at a different person’s house. After each course we would hop in the car and drive on to the next stop.

In those days we didn’t think twice about how long it was to get somewhere. We would cross state lines just to go to Thanksgiving dinner at my aunt and uncle’s house or we would travel to see friends at college. It didn’t matter, as long as we had music and some gas money, we were good to go.

Now, I live in Hawaii, so obviously we can’t get very far, but we continue to cruise. Usually after breakfast and errands on a Saturday, Neil will start the drive around the island. I know the sights, but it never gets dull. We drive around still listening to 80’s music until we hit the North Shore and the station fades…then comes the Hawaiian music. We have our favorite places to stop for fruit and shave ice. Sometimes we pull in front of our pastor’s house and if his truck is there, we give him a call and he will come out and talk story. If he’s not home…well…we just keep on driving enjoying the day. Some days may start off with just breakfast out with our friend James. But if we pick him up instead of meeting him someplace, well, then he is stuck in the car with us, and we are off for a ride.

Like I said, I love to ride around in cars, you never know what you’re going to end up doing. You may just cruise the day away or you may find some new place to get out and explore. Either way, it’s an adventure and it’s an adventure I plan on taking part of for a long long time.

***Question for the comments…Do you like to ride around? What is your favorite memory in the car?

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Hi, I'm Tracie. I am a writer, reader, life coach, lover of the city and the beach. I am a big fan of all things caffeinated. I dig things from many different decades, but am a definite child of the 80's. My blog is about everything and anything my mind conjures up. Enjoy the ride.

12 thoughts on “Nowhere To Go, But Everywhere…

  1. Again. 2 sides of the same coin…I. LOVE. TO. DRIVE. The 1st night I had my license, I took Daddy’s car and drive for 2 hours. The next morning he had an empty gas tank and a filthy Lincoln. “What the hell did you do? Go Baja-ing?!” “Yup”. “Give me your keys.” I’ve heard that MANY times. The Beach Boys “Fun,Fun,Fun” was my theme song…”🎶until your daddy took the Lincoln awaaaaay🎶”

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  2. I have always loved riding in the car. When I was single I used to just jump in and drive. Sometimes I wouldn’t even pay attention to where I was driving and would get lost and have to find my way back. My kids don’t understand this, as they were born into the world of GPS and Google maps. I would always feel like I could just escape from everything for just a while if I turned the music up and drive for a bit. Such a sense of freedom.

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  3. Awe! I love just getting in the car and riding; don’t really like driving (so feel for Neil) because you can’t really see and feel all that there is to see if you are driving! I like to even look on the sides of the road for roadkills, peep through the bushes or trees to see if there are birds or animals or even people. I love the Island rides for sure and feel the breeze throughout the car; and yes, I love to pull over for new experiences or any new store for new foods or just the ones you love. Thanks Tracie for sharing 🌺❤️

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    1. Don’t feel bad for Neil, he likes to drive. In fact, when the restaurant was shut down for months for covid and I was home all day, he would come home and take me cruising just to get me out of the house. He’s a good guy.

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  4. I LOVE to DRIVE as well!!! I have had many marvelous experiences in cars. Before moving to Hawaii, I rode across the middle of the country in several solo road trips. So much freedom! One great thing about these new features in cars is the hands free phone, so the person’s voice emits through the stereo speakers! I have had the best conversations with friends or family while on I-80 or I-70 … basically, you have a passenger whenever you need or want one but can go back to being alone when desired!!!

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