Early Friday afternoon, after I rounded a bend heading east on I-80 in New Jersey, I looked up and saw the skyline of Manhattan and I smiled, recalling that almost exactly five days earlier — on the preceding Sunday, I had driven past the skyline of downtown Los Angeles as I headed east.
It was a pretty cool feeling, not diminished by the fact that this is now my eighth such trek across the country (so far three times round-trip and the drive I made when I moved to LA plus this one).
Of course, just a few minutes after looking forward to an early arrival at my sister’s, I encountered bumper-t0-bumper traffic leading up to the George Washington Bridge. My sister had told me to tune into AM 1010 for traffic updates and I learned that I had a 30-minute wait. Just about 28 minutes later, I pulled into the tollbooth. Maybe 20 minutes after that I was with her family.
30 minutes later, my fifth eldest nephew beat me at Ping Pong.
And while I didn’t have the time to stop and see the scenery as I had on past journeys, I did get to see family and friends, including my oldest nephew, now a Lieutenant in the Air Force as well as a friend from my College Republican days and a classmate from grad school. I liked the combination of family as well as my political and mythological relationships.
Not to mention the chance I had to meet some of our readers in the Windy City.
The first time I did such a drive, I saw fewer friends and more scenery, discovering three national parks, Zion, Sequoia and Yosemite — and going on some pretty amazing hikes. (more…)