On The Road

I love travelling. I don't mean jetting off to San Francisco, Monaco and San Antonio (though I don't mind these either!)

I love being in the car for hours on end, reading, writing, trying to do homework, listening to the static struggles of the radio. Arriving at your destination; grotty, grimey, full of dirt and content.

Buying over priced food from 'Services' and complaining over the price of petrol, but all the while being in a state of pleasant bliss.

I love the excitement of leaving the house early, and being tired all the way there.

I love arriving at where your going, almost grumpy, but those snapping remarks being kept at bay by the promise of a hot drink and a cosy duvet covered air bed.

I love travelling, and it's what I'm doing now.