Last night, I asked Jordan what time I should shower if I wanted to be leaving by seven in the morning. I'm the type of person who loves waking up early and staying out late. I'm an early bird and a night owl, but I cherish the mid-afternoon naps (or in the case of this roadtrip, the passenger-seat naps). So, it came as a surprise to me when my alarm went off at six, I woke up, turned it off and went right back to sleep.
Jordan was extremely kind, though, and had breakfast for us as soon as we woke up for real at about eight. I really hope that someday, I can serve people this way in my own home. Perhaps living in Portland will give me an opportunity to love on people by hosting them and caring for them in my own open home.
Emily and I have developed this method for driving since this trip began:
Every two hours, we switch.
It's the perfect amount of time before one of us has to stop for the restroom or get gas again and it also keeps us from getting incredibly tired which happens on the long dry roads of the midwest and southwest.
Most of day thirteen was spent in the car before finally getting to Salt Lake City and staying with Hannah, the most chill person we've met on this trip by far, and her friend Harriet, the coolest flower child we've met.
Hannah opened her home, her food, and her time to us and I couldn't be more grateful. She made the best caprese salad for us for dinner and for dessert, we ate ultra-chocolate ice cream and watched Mean Girls. It was the perfect way to end the night after a long drive.
Things I'm really embracing as lessons:
Patience is fruitful
Trader Joe's has the best chocolate ice cream
Long drives are good times to air things out
Some cities will surprise you
God is a healer, a maker, and a lover
Solitude ia a treasure
Servant-hearted living makes the lives around you flourish
Headphones can help calm you, if you need a few minutes
ever free, ever true, ever kind.