The Ride Home

The ride home always seems to be shorter than the ride going somewhere. My family and some friends were headed up to Penn State for homecoming. It was miserable. I got so sick. At the time, it had seemed as if the trip would never end. The ride home, however, was very relaxing. It seemed like it only lasted an hour. I usually fall asleep on the way home from trips, which could explain how I thought it felt shorter. Another good thing about going home is that you can sleep in your own bed. I do not think there is anything more comfortable than ones own bed. However, sometimes I am so comfortable in the car when we arrive home that I do not want to get out. I especially feel this way in the winter. It is so warm inside the car that I don't want to leave. The ride home from Penn State was extremely entertaining. My sister had gotten a pink wig and a microphone for her Halloween costume and she was singing and goofing off in the back of the van. Her dance moves could use some improvement. :) For this particular trip, I found the trip going home to be far better than the trip up to Penn State.