They all thought I was nuts! A single woman driving across the country by herself in her little VW Bug. But I saw it as the adventure of a lifetime! I'm no dummy, I took precautions: visible NRA stickers on my windows; planning all my driving during daylight hours so I wouldn't arrive anywhere after dark; a dangerous pair of fencing pliers under my seat; and a prayer for safety on the road before I left each day.
It was supposed to be a nice week away for three women and a dog in a beautiful vacation rental in the Blue Ridge Mountains. It was early June and I was looking forward to a week filled with incredible mountain views, stunning photos and relaxing girl time on a deck with a view and a hot tub. But rarely do things go as planned.
It all started with a road trip, my obsession with cow photos. I was driving from NJ to TX to visit a friend and I gave myself four days to get there so I could get off the highway along the way and take in the scenery. It was spring which is a great time to get out in the country with the added bonus of seeing lots of baby animals.
It starts with flour and baking soda...no, scratch that. It started with a steamer trip across the Atlantic on the RMS Queen Elizabeth. Born in Paisley, Scotland, of Irish decent, she traveled alone at the invitation of relations abroad to make her new home in America.