Happy almost Cinco de Mayo!
For not having a single ounce of Mexican heritage in me (I’m Russian, Lithuanian, Polish and German), I am way too excited for this holiday*. Mexican food (you know it’s my fav), Mexican beer and margs should be celebrated more than once per year in my opinion.
I shall honor the holiday being near by eating nachos today. Can’t help myself.
ANYWAYS. Today Kev and I are hitting the road and driving 11-freaking-long-hours to Cincinnati to celebrate his best friend Danny’s graduation from college (grad party on Cinco de Mayo? #win) and sister’s high school graduation. The drive to Cinci absolutely kills me. If you haven’t noticed, I was born with the inability to sit still or be patient. And we don’t fly because Cincinnati is the single most expensive airport in the United States to fly in and out of. Fact. So Kev drives and I look out the window, ask him a million questions, talk to myself, talk to Gracie in the backseat, sleep, play Scramble with Friends, listen to Kevin’s really bad taste in music and ask, “are we there yet?” like a five-year-old a billion times.
Any tips/tricks to make long road trips go fast?! Thanks in advance!
*I don’t want to be disrespectful at all in honoring Cinco de Mayo. The real reason we celebrate is to honor the Mexican Army’s victory over France in 1862 in the Franco-Mexican War. You can read all about it here. Bectcha didn’t know you were going to learn history today on my blog, huh? (Another small disclosure: in high school, I haaaaated history classes with a passion, but now I can’t get enough! I love watching old documentaries and learning about different wars. I guess I learned to appreciate it as I got older.)