This road trip was an unmitigated disaster.
We lost the only map. We had three flats. It rained every day.
Jeremy only brought one pair of underwear. Dale would only play country on the stereo. Aaron needed to stop every fifty miles to pee.
We were too cheap to pay for motels, so we slept in the car. Every night. It was cramped, uncomfortable, and it didn't take long to start smelling pretty rank.
For all that, when we finally made it to the coast, seeing the sun slowly rise over the ocean almost made up for it all.
Don't have too much to say about this one. I didn't have much of an idea this evening, so a friend of mine suggested "road trip". This is what came of it.