Reflections of a Road Trip

If you figured it all out today, what would be the point 

of tomorrow? Enjoy the process of being a work in 

progress. - author unknown

During a road trip beginning in San Diego, we flowed with the 80 MPH traffic through Los Angeles.The number of expensive cars that have no turn indicators never ceases to amaze.So many drivers seem to use their knees for steerage with a coffee cup in one hand, cell phone in the other. They definitely trust that other drivers have excellent driving skills. 

I’ve thought of printing signs they can read as they sit on our bumper. 

One would say: Caution: Blind Driver Ahead. 

The challenges began when a hay truck sent strands of straw that clung to the front of our car like whiskers.Turning into the streets of Los Osos, we discovered the by-ways cluttered with debris, dirt,and tractors because of a sewer rehab project. 

Finally, we arrived at our Bayside B&B. 

After the amusement of a car tire problem, a dropped i-pad that cracked into branches, I noticed above quotation on Twitter.  

It felt like the best thought of the day.

The tire issue became just a computer glitch, not a nail from the streets. The iPad still played and onward we went.

With the negative energy behind us, propelling positive thinking forward, I began to discover the landscape and central California's posture.

The Miles of cougar-colored hills dappled with belly buttons energized my laughter muscles. 

Listening to the audio-tape of Wallace Stegner's Angle of Repose helped. The narrator slung Stegner's metaphors and word melodies that soothed the mind and inspired connections between the landscape and trifles. 

life is a work in progress. When we engage in its flow, imagination and curiosity always replace the work of worry and stress.