On my last road trip:
We brought books, although we didn’t read.
We brought a couple of CDs, although generally, we listened to the iPod via an FM transmitter.
I don’t know what cow poker is, or how to play it, so we didn’t do that.
We stopped at a seedy truckstop, although we bought soft drinks.
We snoozed a bit.
We talked a ton.

All of those things happened, just with extras, like surfing the Internet or taking and editing photos. It was a blast. I don’t know if any future road trips will be able to live up to that one anytime soon.

Sheesh!