I was apprehensive to say the least, as I had not been on the highway in over a year and a half. But ultimately, my desire to explore a new city and see my friends won out over my fear of the road. We departed at around 11 am on Sunday the 18th of January, with OK Go’s new album Hungry Ghosts and Taylor Swift’s 1989 serving as the soundtracks to our road trip. Armed with my camera and a strong desire to make things and explore, we arrived in Rochester at around 12:30. I felt so triumphant when we arrived, because I had finally driven on the highway for the first time in what felt like forever. And I hadn't just driven for a few minutes, I drove almost the entire way! When we reached our destination, I felt like Jack Dawson in Titanic. You know, when he stands on the bow of the boat and screams "I'm the king of the world!" In hindsight, I'm really surprised that I didn't scream that upon arrival. (Note to self: watch that movie later.)
We then met up with our friend Cole, and drove around town to see the sights. We got great sandwiches for lunch, hit up a pretty cool record store, and then went to a comics/gaming store in search of some Killer Bunnies booster decks. But I'm not going to lie, the excitement and nervousness of the drive combined with a very socially packed day resulted in a very tired Fran by about 6:00. I just got to the point where I couldn't socialize anymore. Luckily, my friends were pretty understanding, and had no problem with me finding a secluded spot and reading Scott Pilgrim vs. The World for the better part of an hour. After I recharged my batteries, we went to Schaller's Brighton, where I had a pretty awesome cheeseburger and chocolate milkshake. We then recorded some music for my short film, which was an incredibly cool experience, and called it a night.
On the drive home, my road trip friend Mike and I discussed the importance of Taylor Swift, and how many of my issues might be solved if I were able to have a good heart to heart with her about my life. My favorite moment of the day happened on the drive there: we were a few tracks into 1989 when Mike suddenly asked, "Can I turn it up a little bit?" Proving that he is, in fact, a true bro. Looking back on this little adventure, I'm just so thankful that I have these amazing friends who continue to challenge me, make me laugh, and inspire me to be the best version of myself. Only a month into 2015, and I've already accomplished so much more than I could've ever imagined possible. Here's hoping that the next 11 months follow suit.
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