I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Mark Turner. Have you ever noticed that sometimes reality can be stranger than fiction. That point was driven home to me over twenty years ago. At that time I was in grad school working for my masters in engineering physics. I had enough money to be able to afford a reliable, older, car and have an apartment to m...
It was too hot of a day to be traveling from Phoenix Arizona to El Paso Texas with no air conditioning; especially with a newborn child and a three-year-old. I had asked my wife earlier if she would like to stop during the day and continue on with the trip later that night when it was cooler, but she insisted we drive on. When I turned my head to look at my...
Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don't know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... ******** 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus (repeat ad nauseum) 53 Miles West of Venus" was written by Cynthia Wilson...
Last month, my wife Jess and I were invited to go on a road trip by two close friends of ours, Barb and Joe. Jessie met Barb through work and the four of us have become close friends for the past seven or so years. Joe is a huge whisky advocate and his favorite variety is Kentucky Bourbon and since he wanted to tour the distilleries bordering Tennessee down...
When I lived and worked in St. Louis, my then-wife and I would drive down some weekends to visit her family in Memphis. As far as I was concerned, the object of the game was to get there as fast as possible. Driving straight down I55, it was 273 miles from our driveway to her parent's. Every time we made the trip, I would try to better my best time, whic...
Ok, I had closed my flat on the West Coast and after getting the key to my landlord, I was to return to my hometown on the other side of the country. Last weeks were kind of brutal, lost a job, lost a boyfriend, plan a relocation, plan the trip, but now I was in my car, finally heading out of that city. Lucky for me, I've always been a squirrel, so I have e...
I apologize for the lack of sex in this chapter, but this chapter is needed for the next part of Jason and Jamie's relationship. Please stick with me. There will be plenty of sex next chapter! The next morning we woke up feeling stiff from being in that truck for so many days. I called into work to see if I was needed, but things were slow so they told...
Traveling can be stressful and tiring, not to mention boring. That's why I have made raveling games for my self and friends when we are going to be on the road for long periods of time. Most of the time it usually consist of truth and dare, in which most of us take the dare. They usually consist of flashing an on coming motorist or something like that. One...
"Why? Does He have to ride with us?" I was almost screaming! "This was supposed to be a trip to the Painted Desert for just Us!" Carrie replied, "Because he bought a car in Holbrook, and needs a ride out there!" "Then he can catch a bus, or a plane!" I stated loudly! "But he is gonna pay his way! And he would be good company for us!" Carrie argued! "Bu...
Sarah Jane stood outside her apartment building, with a duffel bag in her hands scanning the roads for any signs of her friends. She was going on a road trip! She was so excited. They were going to attend a wedding of their friend from the University. She bent down to put the bag at the pavement, not knowing the spectacle she was creating with the people aro...