My husband and I took a road trip last weekend. We travel very well together. He drives and I ride, and that’s fine with me. However, our road trips tend to be quite … quiet. I would prefer a little more conversation to fill the hours and hours of silence, but he’s just not the talkative type.
His silence is not new to me. On our first date, we took a short tour around the North Texas countryside. We had an awesome dinner together, talking and getting to know each other, and weren’t quite ready for the evening to end. So we jumped in his Chrysler 300 and headed out of Burleson, winding aimlessly around the country roads.