Thanksgiving Roadtrip!

Eventually, I did get behind the wheel!
My boyfriend and I made the 11 hour journey to Virginia over Thanksgiving break.
My parents and brother recently moved to VA, since my dad retired from the military a few months ago. His side of the family lives in Chesapeake, and I hadn't seen them all in over 5 years. And it had been 6 months since I saw my parents. I was so excited to go see everyone that sitting in a car for 11 hours, and even driving a few hours myself, didn't even bother me.

It wasn't so bad, since we just stayed on one highway almost the whole time. My boyfriend, Jacob, drove for 2 hours first. Then we stopped to fill up on gas, and he made me take over the wheel.
The thing that makes me nervous is getting on the highway. After that, it's (almost) a piece of cake. But when I started to pull out of the gas station, I started freaking out a little.
And when I was on that little connecter strip, I was frantically asking if I should be speeding up, if I should turn my blinker on yet... here's a snippet of our conversation:

Me: "DO I GO NOW? Is that guy gonna slow dowwwNOPE, he's speeding up!
Jacob: Okay hold on, wait a second - No, DON'T SLOW DOWN! Keep going!"
Me: What do I do?? HOW DO I GET OVER WITHOUT GETTING HIT?!"
Jacob: "Chill the fuck out. Okay, you can go now. ...GO! NOW!"

Fun times.

I got the hang of it though and realized that it isn't really that complicated after all. Of course, I had Jacob looking out of the window, telling me exactly when to go. I haven't quite mastered simultaneously driving straight and looking out of the back window to judge whether or not I can go.

I drove for an hour, then he drove for a few hours, then I drove 2 hours, aaand he drove the rest. So I only drove 3/11 hours, but I think that's pretty good for someone who never drives!

A little something I like to call "BSB therapy" really helped me out. Yeah, that's when I jam out to the backstreet Bros. I also listened to the "Chicago" soundtrack, and Jacob took that as his cue to take a little nap.
I didn't even realize it until I purposely sang along completely off key, with an extra annoying voice ("The gun the gun the gun the gun oh yes oh yes they both OH YES THEY BOTH reached for THE GUN THE GUN THE GUN the gun the gun...") and it triggered
NO RESPONSE.
He was knocked out. That is just not safe when I am driving, so I had to wake him up, before the ambulance did.