Country Bumpkin - driving in the city

When I was a kid........

Growing up as country bumkins, my brothers and I had a quite a few things in the world waiting for us to discover. One of them was the fact that many interstates have more than 2 lanes. One year we took a road trip to Denver, six hours away. We were flabbergasted when the interstate turned into 3, 4, and 5 lanes! And all the cars! There is one behind us AND one in front of us! Hey, let's wave at them! Wait, better yet, let's make faces out the back window! Wow, so much fun. At one point, I remember we decided to act like we had never seen cars, buildings, and signs before. I don't think we had to act much.

Well, low and behold, when I graduated from high school, I moved to the big metropolis of Rapid City, South Dakota. I have never really loved driving, and to add to my lack of confidence,  merging, stoplights, and one way streets (don't ask...) were all new to me. My greatest fear was having to take the interstate. Which meant I had to MERGE, which I hated.

So, last weekend I went to Salt Lake City. By myself. With Little P. Little P does not like riding in the car. I was quite apprehensive about this endeavor, but it actually went very well. I was able to get Little P's naps to coincide with most of the driving.

On the return trip, as I was driving through the city, I kept tensing up every time I could hear Little P sigh or wiggle. It was then that I realized I was driving and merging in six lanes of traffic, and my biggest fear was that Penelope would wake up.

You've come a long way, Country Bumpkin.

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