K. said let's go for a drive. We always want to take a road we haven't before, and we sketched out a long route to the drive-in, where E. had requested to eat.
The long route took us by some lovely farms. Then we passed a sign that said "Welcome to Wharton State Forest". Then the pavement gave way to dirt, which eventually gave way to sand. We drove for what seemed like hours on narrow rutted tracks in the forest keeping our eyes glued to the GPS. It was fun and nervewracking all at the same time.
And then we were back on the pavement, and soon back in civilization, and then drinking soda out of frosty mugs.
The minivan is dirty and probably has more scratches on it than I care to notice. But it made it without the smallest hiccup. Score one for the minivan.
