There are few times I can remember actually enjoying being in my car. Or driving, for that matter. I was never really one to enjoy the open road, wind in my hair sort of thing. I'm sure my parents are shaking their heads at me right not; road trips are a part of my family’s bloodline. Twice a year we would make the 24+ hour trek from our home in Ontario to my grandparent’s in Manitoba. I don’t remember loving it. 3 hour or more hikes were also common for (insert sport here) tournaments. Driving was just something we did. Part of life, if you will. Traf[...]
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