I’m snoozing in the front passenger seat of our Journey.. The vehicle is fully packed, with our bicycles on the back, and we’re driving through the twisty roads of cottage country. The radio is on, but my husband has it set to Slacker, because the stations don’t come in well out here.
We’ve made two pit stops, and two coffees have done nothing to keep me awake. I’m tired. It was an early morning… getting everyone up and ready and out the door by 8:30 a.m. The excitement for the week ahead has finally taken it’s toll on me.
My husband slows the vehicle down, and turns the right-hand signal on… the kids remove their headphones. We’re here.
We park off to the right-hand side of the campground gate. The vehicle is silent except for the kids, moving stuff around, as their second-wind kicks in. I open the window and breathe in, deeply. Oh that smell of pine, campfires, and sunshine. Can sunshine have a smell? Oh yes, it can here.
My husband returns to the Journey with some papers, and a big smile on his face. MY second wind just kicked in.
This is going to be an awesome week.