For most of my life, I’ve lived within an hour of my parents’ house. The closeness was great; we could get together for a meal or church easily. Mom and dad would come over to help with projects on my house or go shopping or to a movie. And the best part was that I didn’t have to make major travel arrangements to get home for the holidays. I could get up Thanksgiving day or Christmas morning, get stuff done around my house, and still be there in time for lunch.
Now, I live in Houston, which is a four-hour trip. It’s too close to fly, but just far enough that I can’t make it without stopping for a bathroom break. I tend to judge the success of a long-distance trip by how many times I had to stop for a bathroom – just one of the many things I picked up from childhood road trips with my dad. If there is traffic (who am I kidding, it’s Houston – of course there’s traffic), I can expect the trip to take up to five hours.
Luckily, Google has my back this year. They did a study of Thanksgiving week traffic to determine the best time to travel. According to them, my plan to drive on Thursday morning was the best decision I’ve made all year (or at least this week).
I just hope that no one else in Houston reads this…