16 October 2014

beginning of the beginning

beginning of the beginning

sometimes I can't believe we're here. in atlanta, georgia and not in portland, oregon. sometimes it doesn't feel real. sometimes it feels like we just sort of slipped into this different life without skipping even one beat. we were there and now we're here. of course, that's not what happened. getting here was hard, leaving was hard. and when I say hard, I mean haaaard. like, anxiety attack-inducing, multiple salty sweaty tear-shedding, are-we-going-to-make-it-OMG-WE'RE-NOT-GOING-TO- MAKE-IT hard. I've never had a real panic attack but I think I had one on the last day we loaded up the moving truck. yeah, I'm pretty sure I had one.

what kept me going, though, through all of it, besides the idea of family waiting for us on the other side, was the planning and dreaming of the big cross country road trip home. portland, oregon to atlanta, georgia, by way of the 101 south down through california then across arizona, new mexico, texas, oklahoma via old route 66. at the end of my longest, most emotionally brutal days, this is the thing I curled up with. two weeks on the road, with nothing to do but stare out the window as the landscapes gradually, magically change. the actual planning began the minute we knew atlanta was a real live happening thing. can I tell you? nothing makes me happier than planning road trips. if I could do this for a living, in a second, a nanosecond. I love to coax out the plans, hash out the possibilities, to research, calculate mileage, determine budgets. I am that girl that falls down internet rabbit holes and does not resurface without gems of information. I leave room for spontaneity but admittedly, am hardcore with the planning. I have orchestrated many a road trip in my time but this one. this one is my magnus opus. steeped in greatness from beginning to end, save for the occasional hiccup (i.e., fairly tame backseat arguments, soggy breakfasts eaten from coolers most mornings and the time we learned spicy cheetos and windy roads do not mix). I don't even know where to start. so much road magic, it doesn't feel real. did it really happen? did we actually do it? yes, we did. we did. and already, I want to do it all over again. 

so, if you don't mind, I'm going to share the ever-loving heck out of it here. I'll take my time with it, as I am wont to do, but it might get old. there's a lot, folks. a lot. there are pictures. there are so. many. pictures. and words, good lord, there are words. and now finally, there's time.  

7 comments:

  1. When I moved from LA to Boston I drove and it was awesome. I love road trips too!

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  2. Hi A. :)

    I'm really happy for you, that you all made it to Atlanta and had an adventure on the way :)

    You know I was thinking a similar thing today, that if I really could I would just go on road trips all the time and just take photos constantly, maybe I will. (although, I didn't plan my last trip as well as you)

    Have a lovely Thursday, cheers, T. :)

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  3. i have been popping into your blog since you were in Atlanta before the move to Portland....as a fellow Atlantan...welcome back!
    roadtrips are the best when there is time to explore...although when it is rushed, i prefer to fly...i cant wait to see the fun you had

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  4. You did have a pretty epic road trip. I felt like we got cheated out of that fun part with our move because we got in the car and got out 8 hours later in the new driveway. Ha. Speaking of catching up/finally being ready on some things: email me your new address as I have a card to drop in the mail to you. Approximately two months late, but whatever : )

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  5. When we moved from our native Colorado to the foreign country of Texas, we found the only thing we couldn't relocate was our hearts! Wish you the very best in your new "hometown".

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  6. Oh good. This is just what I need while I dream of my next road trip. ;-)

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  7. This is a lovely post. Just the words road trip have so much excitement and possibility. Looking forward to the pictures!

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