One drawback of rural life is having to drive along the same stretch of highway to get… well, anywhere. We know Highway 35 very, very well by now. In the two years we’ve lived here, I’m pretty confident we average one trip along the road per day, meaning hundreds of trips in total.
Today was what I call a “Three 35 Day”, meaning I drove the road three separate times. Seminary in the morning, lunch and a school meeting at noon, and dinner with friends in the evening.
At least it’s a pretty drive…