I did the same thing on Sunday. I had no truly left the house in weeks aside from trips to the local grocery store. Driving is therapy for me and Michigan winters only make a depressing time even slightly more depressing. I told my wife that I need to take a drive and that she can come along or stay, but that I was… Read more
It’s one of the main reasons I go driving. I get antsy and then I decide “I’m just gonna drive somewhere. Don’t care where.” It’s not like I drive enough to worry about gas costs or anything else anyways, considering I’m self employed and I work at my desk all day. Or... did, before this whole mess.
But just deciding… Read more
I miss my motorcycle for that reason. The city I live in is too full of traffic to really enjoy an aimless drive. I haven’t been on one in a few years because even on the back roads or mountain roads not far from where I am there is slow traffic and I haven’t been able to enjoy that feel for a few years now. My… Read more
I was a rambler in my younger years moving to different parts of the country for work. Usually a month or two of living there, I would take my weekends and do aimless drives exploring the city and its neighborhoods, finding unique restaurants/dives and diners. Gawd, I miss those days.
This is exactly what I did for vacation this year. NO destinations. (well, I did have a region in mind) NO tourist spots. NO dining. Just drive and drive through and stayed in the very nice hotel room and stocked the fridge and ate take out. Always picking the gas stations with the least customers.
How apropos—I just got back from such a drive. It wasn’t all that long, an hour or so, and I hadn’t intended it to be completely aimless but as things turned out it was and that’s fine. There is a restored grist mill here in southern Wisconsin, roughly twenty minutes from home. My aim was to go there to take some… Read more
Great piece, thank you. I learned the joy and restorative powers of the Aimless Drive from my parents when I was younger than I can remember. My earliest memories include long rides in the car, first our 65 Cadillac Sedan deVille (the first car I ever traveled over 100mph in), later in our 76 Oldsmobile Custom Cruiser… Read more
Sometimes I go on my own (like today) but sometimes I call up a buddy and we just wander up in the mountains for a few hours. Great therapy.
This was awesome great writing, I hope you find your solace out there. If you don’t... keep driving
I walked aimlessly for 5 hours with my buddy in Cairo. Yeah we were drunk, but we were aimless. Woke up in a hotel that Americans are disliked by the locals, but they loved us. Our weekend taxi driver, Ishmael (miss ya dude) shit his pants and got us out of there and took us to the Dead City part of Cairo, we weren’t… Read more
I agree, it’s lovely. The other day I left work two hours early (perks of being self-employed) and went on a drive to my favorite local mountain road and just had a great time. I had my phone on silent so I wasn’t bothered by friends or customers, and I just drove. The sound of a naturally-aspirated straight six… Read more
Yes! I know the feel so well.
I’m not much of a car driver, but when i’m in a depressive period it helps immensely to go out on my motorcycle, with nothing to think about. Just the full body experience, being connected to the engine, feeling everything the thing does. Feeling it roll, catapulting yourself a few… Read more
My parents got me a new bed. I was saving for one since mine was a cheap piece of crap 10 years ago, but then my water heater died on the coldest week so far this year. I would have fixed it myself but I’m familiar enough with gas/plumbing to have realized after a cursory glance that the previous installation would… Read more