Two weekends ago my husband and I did something a little crazy.
We drove over 2800 miles round trip in just one weekend.
That Thursday night we dropped the kids off at their grandparents' house and hit the road. We drove straight through the night, and didn't stop (besides for gas and bathroom breaks) until we got to Fort Stockton, Texas.
Beautiful Fort Stockton.
I kid. It was actually a pretty cool little town. Very quiet. Very very quiet. But it had lots of history, which we found out about by Googling some of the names of the historical landmarks as we drove around exploring.
Our hotel wasn't the greatest, but it met two very important requirements. The beds were pretty comfortable, and the air conditioner worked rather awesomely. When we checked in at 2pm on Friday we cranked up the air and slept for 3 hours. Then we ventured out for dinner and to look around. As the sun went down we headed back and slept some more. That was the most sleep we got that weekend.
Saturday morning, before the sun even came up, we made the remaining 5 hour drive towards Austin. It took a little longer because we were slightly distracted by all of the historical landmarks along the highway. What a cool idea, Texas! We stopped in Georgetown to meet a friend for breakfast, and couldn't help but check out the local museum and tour the old court house. We may be a little nerdy, but these are things we don't get to do with small uninterested children.
After a fun morning/afternoon being very touristy we finally headed to our final destination, Downtown Austin. We met up with another friend who had flown in for the very same reason, to see a band. They didn't play until Sunday evening, so we were able to hang out and enjoy Austin for a day. It was hot so it mostly consisted of being in a restaurant/shop, in the hotel room, or at the hotel pool. I took a few naps while the non-pregnant people on the trip enjoyed alcoholic beverages. The next thing we knew it was time to head to the show.
This is a band I enjoyed in high school, whose last show was ten years ago. They broke up, rather amicably, but still sad for me nonetheless. I never had the chance to see them back them, so when they announced a reunion show I had to go there. My husband and I enjoyed a few hours of pure awesomeness while forgetting how old we were and enjoying the nostalgia.
It was nice to feel so free again, even if for a short time.
Immediately after the show (and a shower and change of clothes at the hotel) we started the drive back home. With all the bathroom and rest breaks it took us a full 24 hours to get home, not stopping to actually sleep. Towards the end we were a little (A LOT) grumpy, but we made it home without killing each other, and it was so nice to see the kids. Although, they seemed less interested in us and more interested in the souvenirs. Oh well.
Was it crazy? A bit.
Would we do it again? In a heartbeat.