As a fellow piano player, I cried out loud years ago, when a woman, her voice cracking, tears streaming down her face, was put on TV showing her flood ravaged home after Katrina. There stood a ruined old piano. In halting speech, interrupted by tears, she told how she used to play it everyday, and it had been in her family for over 300 years.
So we were driving late last night when I became very tired. My eyes were getting heavy. I couldn't stop yawning. I had the motorhome on cruise control, but oh how I seriously needed a cup of coffee. There was no where to pull over at all. Very few cars were out on the road.
I continued to yawn.
Finally, I had no choice. With the cruise control set on 65mph, my co-pilot took over the driving. I went back to the kitchen to make coffee. While the pot was still dripping, I made a quick trip through the bathroom. That's the fun part about traveling in a motorhome, having your own bathroom and kitchen with you all the time.
Since my companion was doing such a great job of driving, I decided to sit down at the computer to check the weather and map. Heck, might as well post this too, while I'm sitting here sipping my coffee, enjoying a break from the driving.
Then I realized, I had no pictures of my co-pilot driving, so I snapped this off quickly. He really enjoys the steering wheel cover with the memory foam. It's so much easier for him to a get a good grip. For me, it prevents my fingers from seizing up with the infamous arthritis finger curl. For some reason, the memory foam reminds me to relax my grip.
Well, I am going to post this, then make a snack for me and my buddy.
Mardi Gras here we come!
Oh, and the picture I promised you is down below....
|My copilot steering the wheel estate toward Mardi Gras.|