Well...when you need a break, have a KITKAT or take a holiday!
A holiday is unarguably the best means to de-stress those tangled up network of dendrons which lie way beneath the epidermis and run errands for the appallingly bossy organ inside our skulls. But with my current state of unemployment, and recent history of being far from busy, I am one unfortunate being unable to claim candidacy for the same. However, I can still say that I needed one to thaw 'those grey parts' of the twenty pounds resting on my neck, literally incapacitated by continual idleness.
Only paraphrasing Paulo Coehlo... “when you want something badly, the whole universe conspires to get it for you” and hence came Labour Day, giving us an extended weekend to browse for available options besides 'Kitkat'.
The trip was planned in a haste, lodging booked in an evening and packing completed in a few hours. Most of this time was spent in stacking some food and drink in the car. A longer weekend meant more people on the road and hence a wiser idea is to minimize halts during the eight hour drive to the destination.
The journey began at six in the evening. It was a beautiful drive. The sun came down slowly; some great looking mountains around; a valley stretched ahead of us; a full moon promised a perfect romantic setting; a long line of glaring yellow headlights to the left and another one of red tail lights in front; and there we were... “perfectly” in the middle of a crawling traffic!
A collection of sundry Bollywood remixes kept company as we drove along; while a couple of halts for stretching the muscles and piping hot coffee were our meager indulgences. Closer to the destination, the traffic was easy but the road was narrow. It was half past one and we were driving through the El Dorado national forest area. Since I was not in the driving seat, I had the luxury to steal a nap, not bother about the steep fall off the road to the right and shamelessly hope to spot a wandering deer, a lost bear or at least a shy raccoon on or off the road. I wasn't lucky though, for I sighted none. But was blessed enough to cross the tricky parts of the drive safely, thanks to the careful steering of some expectedly tired eyes behind the wheels.
The digital display to left of the dashboard read 2.47. We stepped out of the car. It was chilly and a couple of jackets tossed on the rear seat were quickly pulled out. Sorry, obviously we are late. However, more obviously the check in was welcome! We were at the south shore of Lake Tahoe.
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