I'm really not sure why I'm immediately put off by road trip narratives. It's not that I don't enjoy it when characters travel. On the contrary, I adore a good journey, a jaunt off to parts unknown, a lone girl set down in a foreign clime. If the trip is one part of a larger whole, then I am just fine. It's when the trip itself is the end all, be all that I start to twitch. Perhaps it's the limits or confines the narrative imposes? I realize good things can happen when the external is pared down, but I twitch nonetheless. I want to get to know my characters, to be in their homes with them, with them when they're thrown into that dungeon, when they wake up on that unfamiliar planet, in that unfamiliar bed, or are walking to that certain doom. And it's not that I can't get to know them while they're in a car, boat, plane, train, what have you. It's just that if that middle-of-nowhere, neither here nor there glimpse is the only one I get of them, I tend to feel cheated.
So. When I say I want you to rec me a road trip book, what I mean is I myself am going on an epic road trip in just over a week and I want a nice healthy stack of vacation reads I can devour in the car. And when I say "epic," I'm not actually referring to distance traveled (though we will be covering upwards of 2,000 miles round trip). What I mean is that my three children will be in the car with me. My youngest just turned three. A very forceful and personality-drenched three. Any prayers, thoughts, or general good feelings you have to spare would be vastly appreciated. In the meantime, do me a solid and leave a comment with the book you'd take with you if you were embarking on a two-week-long road trip in the middle of summer. I'm ready to crack the window, prop my feet up on the dash, and let myself be carried away.