Hi, Norm! You said:
It takes me about an hours drive and I am in Sweden, another 5 hours Denmark another couple of hours I am in Germany
I drive twenty or thirty minutes every day from my home in a North Dallas suburb to my office in the heart of downtown Dallas. :)
I thought it would be interesting to compare some of my own travel figures with the ones you quoted. I don't know these distances off the top of my head; I turned to Yahoo Maps for help.
A few years back I dated a woman who lived in Mena, Arkansas. I lived in San Angelo, Texas at the time. She drove to meet me first, and then we took turns either driving back and forth or meeting halfway (in Dallas). The distance from one place to the other is 565 miles, a 12 hour drive.
I drove up to Mena to pick up the cutie, and together we drove to Tennessee to attend the Appalachian Folk Festival. 1000 miles, 18 hours.
I spent a week with a girlfriend at her family's cabin up in the Rockies, at Eagle Nest, New Mexico. 585 miles from San Angelo, a 10 hour drive.
A band I was in once drove from Houston to Wisconsin to play at the wedding of a relative of one of the band members (a labor of love). 1385 miles, 26 hours (if you drive nonstop).
About twice a year I fly from Dallas to Seattle, Washington to visit my son and his wife. Yahoo lists the driving distance as 2,464 miles... but of course, it's a little straighter than that as the 747 flies. At any rate it's half a continent away from Dallas in two directions, as it's due northwest.
A couple of weekends back I drove down to visit my mom and sister in Kerrville, Texas. 326 miles, 6 hour trip. Slipped on down into San Antonio to go skating while we were there. Tack on another 30 miles.
This coming Friday morning my girlfriend and I are taking a long weekend (four-day) trip to visit her parents in Missouri. 600 miles, 10 hour drive.
I've been to Canada via International Falls, Minnesota. From here in Dallas it would be 1,280 miles, a 24 hour trip. But I made that trip while I was living in Hermitage, Tennessee, so it was actually only 1,100 miles.
Well, I haven't said anything about my trips to Mesa Verde and Durango, Colorado, or to Mount Rushmore, or how I bought the mother of my children a ring made of "Black Hills gold" when I was in the Dakotas, or lost my virginity at the age of 14 in Mexico. But maybe I've made a point without all that.
Still and all, though, Kent is right: I don't have a passport.
COMF