After over a decade of traveling with kids I’ve mastered the family road trip. I’m the expert, right? Why not coronate myself Queen of the Open Road and move on? But you see, I’ve never been one to rest on my laurels or to do things exactly the same way twice. That’s why I’ve decided that the next frontier for me is another long road trip. Only this time I won’t have a co-pilot. That’s right: Just me, the open road, and an 11- and 14-year-old.