As exciting as March Break vacations are (as I blogged about recently) – the beautiful scenery, new culinary sensations – or at least some good pigging out, fun family time together, new adventures, and cool shopping opportunities (for postcards, naturally) – there is a down side to such trips.
This postcards sums it up perfectly:
Many north-western Canadians and Americans will no doubt share my many memories of spending a seeming eternity on Interstate 75. It’s the quickest way from the bleak north-west to sunnier climes of the U.S. south. But it’s not particularly scenic – or even interesting in the slightest bit – as this postcard so accurately depicts. The travelling part of travel often sucks!
I spent so much time on this highway that I feel like I have Helsinki syndrome for it. I actually feel fondly towards it. I’ve even be known to regale others with the legendary sites along this fabled path – the endless “See Ruby Falls” signs and stops at Stuckey’s for their pecan log rolls.
Despite my great love-hate for Interstate 75, I actually never purchased a postcard to remember it. I inherited this one and it was never sent. Someone evidently bought this postcard to keep as a souvenir of trips passed.