Blown along,
Swept apart,
Soaked skin,
Desperate heart,
Frozen toes,
Saturated tops,
Thunderous clouds,
Hairdo flops,
Smothered feeling,
Damp clothes,
Lightning flashes,
Stormy woes.
Blown along,
Swept apart,
Soaked skin,
Desperate heart,
Frozen toes,
Saturated tops,
Thunderous clouds,
Hairdo flops,
Smothered feeling,
Damp clothes,
Lightning flashes,
Stormy woes.
Comedy and adventure movies have been set against the backdrop of a journey. Some have been getaway films, such as Thelma and Louise. Others have been bonding stories of friendship overcoming challenges. If you want a movie which is totally crazy and not remotely cerebral, then look no further than the Hollywood trash movie, Road Trip (2000) starring Sean William Scott from American Pie.
I recently had a road trip of my own from Cambridgeshire to Oban in Scotland. The seven hour solo mission was much less of a friendship story and more of a chance for reflection and discovery. I had never been to Scotland before and was astounded by the stunning views that scourged my eyes as I passed through miles of tranquil mountains, lakes and valleys.
Staying in a shared house with many friends, celebrating my best friend’s fortieth birthday, I enjoyed the fresh air, exploring the local cuisine, sightseeing the islands, reconnecting with old friends and snuggling up by a log fire.
Memories were made on that particular road trip and now I am on another trip (not solo) escorting my pal on a business trip and discovering Salford, Manchester.