Day 12 - Road Trip Complete: Laughter, Landmarks & a Lot of Coffee
We were up and out of the hotel by 7:15 am, ready for the last stretch of the trip. Almost immediately, we crossed into Pennsylvania—only to make a quick and necessary stop at Dunkin’. One last road-trip coffee run felt like the perfect send-off. (And for those who’ve asked what Mark gets at Dunkin’? Nothing. He’s the driver who pulls up so I can roll down my window in the back seat and place the order, then to the window so I can scan the app, and grab the drinks—while he sips his own hot tea or bubbly water like he’s just our chauffeur.)
I realized I forgot to share something from yesterday morning—Linda texted to say they had been awakened in Nebraska by tornado sirens, with winds topping 100 mph and instructions to take cover. We were so relieved to hear Mark’s family was okay. Then, of course, we pictured what would have happened had Michael been there—probably out in the middle of it, looking for Dorothy, Toto, and the Wicked Witch. 😂
We seemed to have gone back and forth for a while into Pennsylvania and over the Monongahela River, then back to West Virginia, dipped into Maryland, crossed the Potomac River back into West Virginia again, and eventually crossed both the Shenandoah River.
We took a scenic drive through West Virginia before rolling into Winchester, VA, for a fuel stop at Sheetz and a quick break. From there, we jumped on I-81 toward home.
Before lunch, Mark asked Google, “Where’s the nearest Roy Rogers?” and instead of directions, we got a Roy Rogers & Dale Evans playlist. Michael swore there wasn’t a Roy Rogers anywhere nearby, so we settled for Arby’s. Back on the road after lunch—what did we see a few exits later? Yep, a Roy Rogers. We all laughed, and Mark cranked up the playlist. This had us singing Get Along Little Dogies, Home on the Range, Yellow Rose of Texas, and Cool Water.
By late afternoon, we were home safe and sound—unpacked, laundry going, and dinner handled by a Walmart delivery order (no grocery store energy left in me today).
After 12 days, 11 states, 7 river crossings—including the Platte River, where we learned about the Sandhill Cranes—and more Dunkin’ visits than I should probably admit, it’s back to weekday routines tomorrow. Michael and I had such a great time on this trip, and we’re so grateful to Mark and Susan for sharing their family vacation with us. The time spent with his sisters and extended family was full of laughter, stories, and moments we’ll carry with us for a long time.
This trip gave us so many laughs, unexpected detours, and memories we’ll be telling for years.
Until the next adventure…