Kaz's Entry - Family Memories Road Trips

I was raised on road trips. I was quite used to waking up and not knowing what part of our little province I was in. I loved it, It made me patient, self reliant for entertainment but most of all, it made me love my home province.

I know it was my Dad's love of driving that I have to thank for these trips of ours. My mothers love of birds and seeing her children happy and experiencing life. I remember beaches in September, parks in the middle of August, the heat so intense that the bugs couldn't stop whining. Most of all, I remember falling asleep, as funny as that sounds. I remember waking up and having my big brother's sweater over me. He was always looking out for us.

In my future there will be road trips for my children. Taking them to waterfalls that no one else knows about, to beaches that are filled with shells because no one goes there. I will be skilled in the art of wrapping a child up in their blanket as they sleep and taking them out to the vehicle. Their grandfather will be stealing them to take them to his favourite places.

I love my province. Roads that go on forever, full of turns and hills. Huge cliffs and an ocean filled with cold salty water.