Miles 8955-9399: Nashville, and Drive Home
8/10
In the morning, we packed up and hit the road. I was looking forward to going home, but I was also kind of disappointed to be finished with our trip. It was an interesting lifestyle, in a different place every week. I think both a part of me and Dad could almost do that forever. Jackson, as you all know, is a homebody and was very happy to be back in the good ol’ Camel City. Before we left Nashville, we stopped by the Parthenon, which was a lot cooler than I had imagined it to be. There were many carvings of scenes from Greek mythology, and it was very tastefully designed. We couldn’t go inside in our rush, but I definitely want to go back to Nashville. Pampam was already at home with Scout when we got back, so we were reunited in the backyard. I really just don’t know what to write about our homecoming. I remember thinking that time is weird; back in January, I felt like this trip would never come and also, that eight weeks would feel like forever, but that moment only feels like a month or so ago. Glacier National Park in Montana, felt like forever ago, but Cincinnati felt very recent. When we got settled and I was lying in bed, I felt like sixteen days at home is too long and we would be sitting around for a while. Now, I feel like I wish I had seen more people, for longer and did more things. All this coming and going is very strange. But I digress; I’ve just been writing my feelings instead of what happened. It’s so fascinating that you can start writing or talking about one thing and finish somewhere completely different. You never know where a conversation will lead. But anyway, I was content to be at home for a while, even if our two weeks would be pretty hectic. It was really nice to see everyone while we were home and I can’t wait to meet again when we return.
“Life takes you to unexpected places. Love brings you home.”
