A part of our trip that I was dreading the most was the drive from Dana Point to Ventura to visit my aunt and uncle. I really wanted to see them, so I was determined to make the trip, but it was estimated to be a 2-hour trip on LA-area highways, IF we were lucky. I was terrified. We were in Make-a-wrong-move-merging-onto-the-freeway-and-somebody- shoots- you Territory, after all.
Fortunately, Sweetie volunteered to do this portion of the driving. I knew he was better qualified and that we would be safer with him at the wheel.
And we were. He drove marvelously. We didn't hit any traffic jams (as we carefully followed my uncle's advice on avoiding peak travel times). We visited my aunt and uncle and had a really nice time.
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