Last Thursday night (here we go again) I decided to do something spontaneous. After a long conversation with my good buddy Josh Domitrovich regarding life, meaning, and all that jazz, I decided I was in the mood to go on a road trip.
At 11:35 PM Thursday evening, I called up my good buddy Alex and told him that I wanted to go on a road trip. He asked where, I said New York City. That wouldn't fit within our time constraint, so we decided to head to Niagara Falls. By 12 AM we were on the road.
That night was perhaps one of the best in recent memories. Alex and I have logged well over 2000 miles in road trips together, and the two of us just continued the discussion that I was having earlier that evening with Josh. We talked about how we ended up in Clarion, and how through a series of unpredictable and stochastic events, our lives were where they were right now.
Great tunes played on the radio, coffee and red bull were in our veins, and the highway belonged to us.
We arrived at our destination around 3:30 AM. Niagara itself was absolutely beautiful. The falls were almost completely frozen, and we had the entire area to ourselves.
After trotting around for about a half hour, I realized I couldn't feel my feet. We ducked into the local casino to grab some food, warmed up with coffee, and headed back toward the car. That's when I decided to take a nap. Alex went back out to grab more photos. He was better prepared for the winter weather.
We got back to Clarion at 10:15 AM Friday morning, just in time for Alex to get to work.
He was running on no sleep, and I only had an hours worth. But, at the end of it all, it was totally worth it. Who knows how many more opportunities we will have to go on such a trip again.
For the rest of our lives we will always have that night. Nothing can ever take it away.
That night, we were infinite.
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