Day 6 - Happily Home
It's nice when you're traveling to have one day where everything goes smoothly. Apparently we'd used up all our smooth days in the first part of the trip. Monday morning there were no alarms set so we all just slept in. For Gail and I that meant 7:30, but I'm not going to complain. That's much better than the 6:15 she normally gets me up at. As people started waking up, we took inventory on how everyone was feeling. I felt fine without any residual nausea. Jonathan was feeling mostly better with a little nausea. Gary and Gail couldn't really tell us, but Gary looked a bit better than he had been. We went over to Mom and Dad's room to see how people there were doing. There were still sickies over there, but we all decided that we wanted nothing more than to go back home. We decided that Mom and Dad's car would go straight home while Jonathan and I would head over to Topeka to see his folks and switch cars with them before then heading down to Derby. We said our goodbyes and then started off.
The drive to Topeka was fairly uneventful. No one was sick and we only had the normal stops to take care of the two children. Unfortunately it was still a pretty long drive and we didn't arrive until about 2:30 with less than an hour before we had to be back on the road so we could try to get Jonathan to work on time.
As we made the familiar drive down 135, I reflected on how nice it was to be home. I had missed the open skies and rolling fields of Kansas. There's a freedom in being surrounded by openness that I miss every time I travel. In Utah, though it is lovely, I felt boxed in by mountains and canyons. But here I was at home, the wide open skies stretching around me inviting me to take it all in. The gentle roll of the fields stretched out for miles on either side seemed to whisper with the wind "freedom". Though I hadn't felt tense before, I felt myself relax. Here in the golden fields and deep blue skies, I was home.
We arrived in Derby and Jonathan quickly changed for work and I dropped him off before then heading to my parents' house to help with unpacking things and see how I could help them out. We also desperately needed to do some laundry since Gary had thrown up on everything he'd worn and a lot of our stuff too. When it was time to get Jonathan from work, we had one load of laundry done and both Gail and Gary were upset. As Jonathan got in the car, the screaming escalated and I was hard-pressed not to speed to the apartment. Then Gary started to gag and he threw up again, all over his blanket and carseat. We walked inside and started trying to get things cleaned up again. But we were home and that relieved feeling of knowing that there were no long car drives, no carseats, and no hotels on the horizon made everything so much easier. We were home at last.
The drive to Topeka was fairly uneventful. No one was sick and we only had the normal stops to take care of the two children. Unfortunately it was still a pretty long drive and we didn't arrive until about 2:30 with less than an hour before we had to be back on the road so we could try to get Jonathan to work on time.
As we made the familiar drive down 135, I reflected on how nice it was to be home. I had missed the open skies and rolling fields of Kansas. There's a freedom in being surrounded by openness that I miss every time I travel. In Utah, though it is lovely, I felt boxed in by mountains and canyons. But here I was at home, the wide open skies stretching around me inviting me to take it all in. The gentle roll of the fields stretched out for miles on either side seemed to whisper with the wind "freedom". Though I hadn't felt tense before, I felt myself relax. Here in the golden fields and deep blue skies, I was home.
We arrived in Derby and Jonathan quickly changed for work and I dropped him off before then heading to my parents' house to help with unpacking things and see how I could help them out. We also desperately needed to do some laundry since Gary had thrown up on everything he'd worn and a lot of our stuff too. When it was time to get Jonathan from work, we had one load of laundry done and both Gail and Gary were upset. As Jonathan got in the car, the screaming escalated and I was hard-pressed not to speed to the apartment. Then Gary started to gag and he threw up again, all over his blanket and carseat. We walked inside and started trying to get things cleaned up again. But we were home and that relieved feeling of knowing that there were no long car drives, no carseats, and no hotels on the horizon made everything so much easier. We were home at last.
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