Before the sun had even begun to rise on Thursday morning, we packed our bags, loaded the car, and hit the road—determined to get ahead of the Washington Metropolitan Area’s notorious rush hour. An hour later, the city's chaos faded in our rearview mirror, replaced by the open road stretching ahead. With every passing mile, we left behind the relentless hustle and slipped into the promise of a slower, more scenic adventure in South Carolina.
As you grow older time flies faster, take time to smell the flowers, breath the fresh air, and enjoy the moment.