treasurehider is organizing digital pictures
So, I’ve always had this strange fascination with trucks. It’s mostly like, when I see a truck driving along the highway, I think of driving cross-country. I guess it’s a symbol of freedom for me. Most of all I’ve always been fascinated with runaway truck ramps. I thought they were so cool when I was little…and I still do. While on road trips with my parents one of my favorite places to stay was a truck stop. We would park our travel trailer right alongside trucks. They would rumble all night. This interest may come from my first trip out west when I was seven. The very first place we stayed was a truck stop because there weren’t any worthwhile campgrounds. It’s so awesome how the 18 wheelers rule the roads. A family friend drives a truck, perhaps I could tag along for a haul. But then I began thinking about this late last night and realized there wouldn’t be anywhere for me to sleep. Then I started to wonder if truckers ever sat/slept on top of their boxes for fun…THAT would be cool.
