Question: Why does NC have to be so damn far from Pennsylvania? Our trip to the Tar Heel State was wonderful in every other way. The Thanksgiving repast was expertly prepared by my bro-in-law. K and I enjoyed long talks with family and long walks in the area’s plentiful parks. And who doesn’t look forward to sleeping on an air mattress? The traveling, on the other hand, was horrendous. Our trip down took ten hours, and we spent most of Virginia in traffic. Of course, this was the day before Thanksgiving, so it was to be expected. However, add a pug to the mix–and one who doesn’t care for cars, especially nonmoving ones–and the fun only intensifies.
Pablo was a trooper and behaved pretty well, considering he was stuck in the crowded back seat. On the trip back, he came up front for the last leg and seemed to prefer being close to us. His stay with the petsitter went well by all accounts, but it’s always nice to be back with your peeps.
As Dorothy put it so well, “There’s no place like home.”