Next week is spring break around here, and this year we decided to pack up and head down to San Diego for the week, to visit my brother and his wife.

We’re driving down, spreading it out over two days each way. It’s roughly 1000 miles from Bend to San Diego, so that’s a lot of driving. But hey, that’s the Jack Kerouac experience, right? Sort of. Though I’m pretty sure Kerouac didn’t have a family along with him.

It’s been awhile since I’ve taken this much time off from work. I wonder if I’ll be able to go back.