Road Trips

It had been many years since our children had dared to accept our invitation to undertake a road trip together. Road trips with adult children -- not fashionable. Fascinating concept. It had been a few years since we hit the pavement together in our family car. Apparently, in 2011, adult children don't travel in the same car with their parents; even when the journey is more than 9 hours long. Our two cars left separately with arrangements to meet at Armidale. Armidale the first stop over made in reasonable time. A family room as luck would have it. A two bedroom suite where we could bond over pizza. Pizza ordered to our room. In the 40 minutes that we had taken up residence in the hotel it already resembled one of the bedrooms of my childrens' youth. Bags dropped on beds, clothes on the floor and electronic devices consuming their attention. Eyes glued to telephone screens and fingers punching messages to distant friends advising them of every minute detail of the trip thus far. A minor distraction to actually take a break and eat dinner while texting and taking calls. Did we want to order breakfast to our room before setting off tomorrow? No, of course not; the golden arches the preferred breakfast option for our two young travellers. Not mine but I am a happy hostess. The additional incentive of the poolside bar service at the journey's end was also planned in order to recover from the long dry trip.