I don’t know about you, but ever since I can remember, summer time has meant several things to me. For one, football is still a long ways away, and that makes me sad. Another thing that makes me sad? Temperatures that exceed 90 degrees farenheit—I know, everyone loves the warmer months, but it’s gross. And lastly, road trips.
That’s right. I never understood why movies or TV shows would show the characters running out of the house, seemingly excited to get in the car and remain there for a long period of time. Maybe it’s because I am a bigger human with a bad back, or maybe it’s because I need to invest in a Nintendo Switch, but if a car ride is over four-ish hours for me, chances are I would rather just fly or stay home.