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Tuesday, July 24, 2007


My children are enchanted by a roughly 10 mile long stretch of I-40 between here and Greensboro, wherein I think there are no less than six Big Rig dealerships or factories or some such, plus at least two RV dealerships.

We cannot drive east on I-40 without them begging me to stop and pretend we are tractor trailer people, just out looking. I'm thinking we'd have a devil of a hard time fooling anyone, although the oldest would probably speak reasonably intelligently on the topic.

(I'm actually quite tempted by those retro-looking, silver Airstreams myself.)
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