Quotes About Road trip

Every year, my family and I would go visit my mom's family in Texas. We would drive from Chicago to Texas, and once we started to get towards San Antonio, everyone looked like me! It was such a great feeling. Everyone had the same brown skin that I did.

Grandfather and I did not utter words pending the drive, which is not abnormal, because we have never uttered multitudinous words. I made efforts not to spleen him, but nonetheless did. For one example, I forgot to examine the map, and we missed our entrance to the superway. "Please do not punch me," I said, "but I made a miniature error with the map." Grandfather kicked the stop pedal, and my face gave a high-five to the front window.

My next adventure will be being in a car with Mischa at the wheel.

Once school let out every year, my siblings and I would get packed into a station wagon to drive to South Carolina to see my grandparents for summer vacation. If school let out on Friday, we were probably in the station wagon no later than Sunday morning, and we would make stops along the way.

One thing about 'Thelma & Louise' we can't forget: Brad Pitt. Oh, yes.

When I came home for the summer after my first year of college, I told my mother that my best friend and I were driving to California. She laughed out loud - 2,000 miles in a what? Well, my best friend had an old Chevy. What could go wrong?

I first saw the ocean as a kid. We would drive from Arizona in the summer and arrive as the sun was starting to come down over the hill near Laguna in southern California. We would always sing a song, and it was a big joyous family moment when we came over the hill.

grinned. "If I'm driving, we can.

They drove for almost a quarter of an hour before

It seemed like we averaged a blowout every fifteen or twenty miles. I'd jack up the car and pull off the wheel to patch the traitorous inner tube, and sometimes while I was applying the glue or manning the air pump, another tire would go bang! and expire. The roads were pretty primitive, of course, especially those red clay tracks through Georgia.

Money is like gasoline during a road trip. You don't want to run out of gas on your trip, but you're not doing a tour of gas stations.

When I saw a sign on the freeway that said, "Los Angeles 445 miles," I said to myself, "I've got to get out of this lane."

The last I saw of Percy and Annabeth, their Prius was turning the corner on First Avenue, Percy singing along with Led Zeppelin on the radio, Annabeth laughing at his bad voice. Alex crossed his arms. If those two were any cuter together, they'd cause a nuclear explosion of cuteness and destroy the Eastern Seaboard.

It isn't always comfortable or easy—carrying your fear around with you on your great and ambitious road trip, I mean—but it's always worth it, because if you can't learn to travel comfortably alongside your fear, then you'll never be able to go anywhere interesting or do anything interesting.

It took nearly a year for Food Network to produce a show starring Justin, Rebel Eats, a one-off budget road trip program. No future episodes were announced.

I've always liked the drive from L.A. to Vegas. Through only a few towns after San Bernardino but a lot of flat, dry desert, much of it on four-lane freeways, then, like a concrete and neon oasis: Fabulous Las Vegas.

The car was full of unhappy people heading west. It was the Great American Family Road Trip, all right. Whaaa-hoo!

What do you get when you mix two Baggers, a bloodthirsty toga-wearing card, and a half-mad Empress? Road trip A.F.–style.

For a woman the objective is often a committed relationship also known as the destination. For a men the road trip on the way to the destination is often the most fun.

On the other, if Mom was driving up here, we were only half an hour away from Cole.

When she looks up again two miles later, she says, "You know what I like about you, Finch? You're interesting. You're different. And I can talk to you. Don't let that go to your head." The air around us feels charged and electric, like if you were to strike a match, the air, the car, Violet, me—everything might just explode. I keep my eyes on the road. "You know what I like about you, Ultraviolet Remarkey-able? Everything.

The car trip can draw the family together, as it was in the days before television when parents and children actually talked to each other.

Whenever I have the slightest opportunity, I just take off somewhere, be it a road trip or just going away for the weekend.

Show's going well. New season starting, we're on the road.