Traveling with you feels barbaric in nature
Subject to small cramped places because the cargo has far exceeded the vessel
I feel like an old time stow away on a ship except with one glaring difference:
This is a small metal machine on wheels and not a fantastic glorious wooden bowl gliding on the vast seas
I suppose the food is alright too although there's only so many greasy and questionable meats a person can eat before it becomes something more of a sickly chore then a pleasurable break from being squished in the back seat of the car like a salty little sardine
There is only one hope when being trapped In a situation such as this
And that is the promise of a new wonderful land that waits beyond this dismal horizon called "vacation"