AUTHORS NOTE: I was inspried by all of my family road trips which are extremly borning until we reach our destination. This piece is particulary based off of our anual trip up north.
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The never ending road stretches on before us. Like a never ending trail of thought. The only sound is the car rumbling down the paved road. I count the seconds as we travel and wait for the right time to ask. My sister breaks the silence with a question that I was dying to know the answer to. "Are we there yet?" I think to my self obviously not! Breaking my thoughts the car turn a sharp corner signaling thirty more minutes. The silence in the car stretches on as the out doors becomes more green as we become deeper into the woods. My head is throbbing because of the gravel roads. The birds sing and the warm air rushes thorough an open window smelling like fresh pine tree sap. A small cabin comes into view. We are all ready to start an unforgettable weekend!
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