If you find yourself in a rut, life is the same old rerun take a road trip. A different horizon, if even for only a few days, can clear your head, lift your spirits, fill you with a new perspective, and present challenge.
If you’re city born and bred, a road trip through wide open spaces will blow your mind. You develop an appreciation for how much open country there is when you drive through the plains in Texas, the plateaus of New Mexico, Rocky mountains of Colorado and desert of Arizona.
I’ve always opted for road trips rather than flying as my means of travel. Having road tripped the majority of the U.S. countryside, I have been able to observe the differences in the terrain from state to state. Not only countryside varies but each state has culture peculiarities. I have driven through horrendous hail storms in Arkansas, drove the outskirts of a tornado in Kansas, experienced a blinding dust storm in Arizona, watched tumbleweeds cross my path on a Texas highway. A powerful roar of the ocean as rolling waves beat down on the shores edge along a seaside road on a moonlit night was my music on the western coast of Florida. Each event is a wonder that fills up your senses and recaptures your youth.
Undergo the historical landmarks, and dissimilar architecture of different cultures and geographical locations. Some places are so steeped in the country’s history that you can almost sense the characters of generations past, experiencing their triumphs and defeats. Another amusing facet of road trips are the names of towns and streets and the history behind those names. Some of these places have local legends that will make your blood run cold.
To fully enjoy and educate yourself a road trip does not have to be a three day trip as the one I recently embarked on. Short road trips within your state to a historical or recreational landmark can be just as exhilarating.
Granite Mountains Prescott Valley, Arizona
Pack up an ice chest with drinks, fruit and sandwiches, or carry energy bars, granola and dried fruit and venture out on the free flowing road with a destination in view. Don’t forget the camera and plenty of batteries.
So, the next time you find yourself bored and living the same daily rerun, break the routine with a road trip. At the very least you will arrive home educated, inspired, with a new perspective and lots of pictures and stories to share.
My birthname was Dora Ann, my father called me Doran and that stuck into adulthood. I write under the name of Dorianna. The name Dora and all its derivatives means ‘gift’ or ‘gift of god’. The story above is true and not an isolated incident, in fact, that sort of thing happens quite often. I’ve suffered many hardships in my life and it has given me the gift of empathy and understanding enabling me to help those in emotional distress.
This poem was written in answer to a prompt at dverse to write a poem about the meaning of our name.
I am a writer/poet writing under the pen name Dorianna Ric. I am a free spirit, naturalist who enjoys long walks, thunder storms and sunsets. Being born into a musical family, music and dance are my loves, nearly as much as writing. I am intense, sometimes dark, and philosophical. My writing, no doubt, will reflect these characteristics. You can read more of my work @