From Iowa to Missouri

I have traveled more in the last week than my entire freshman year of college combined. I rode back home (300 miles) last Saturday, then came back to Des Moines on Monday (300 more miles.) I then went to a concert in Kansas City on Wednesday night (roughly 200 miles) and back to Des Moines (200 more miles.) On Thursday, I drove back home from Des Moines again (300 miles) and just came back today from home (another 300 miles.) If you have been keeping track, that's 1600 miles in 8 days. Oh my goodness.

Needless to say, I am pretty much sick of driving right now and luckily I will not be traveling long distances anytime soon. To make matters worse, the AC in my car stopped working before my 5-hour trip to Des Moines today. Good thing it was only 81 degrees outside. Eryn and I had to make a stop every hour because we wanted to get out of the oven on wheels. Not to mention, we were downing so much liquid, the bathroom was calling our names every 60 minutes or so.

I still love road trips and traveling. That is probably why I can travel so much in such a short period of time and not go crazy. Well, that may be debatable. The heat exhaustion and delusions are setting in, so crazy may not be the best description.

Though I regretted this thought until a couple of hours ago, I realize I have made the right choice by staying in Des Moines over the summer. This is where I belong. I don't see myself living in Missouri anymore from here on out, but I think that is a good thing.

Sure, I will miss the adorable country accents, and the guys thinking cowboy hats with plaid shirts can be considered "dressed up." Or the fact that I know Springfield like the back of my hand and Andy's Frozen Custard is pretty much the best thing since sliced bread. I believe there are bigger and better things awaiting me up here. I say bring it on Iowa.