Our Last Stop
At our final gas station stop, we found an entire box of old handwritten receipts. They had customers names on them and their orders. It made me realize how people’s memories are located at all of the places we have visited throughout the trip. Every place you go, someone has a memory there; that place holds a part of people’s lives. I think that we forget how even mundane places that we don’t think about going to are a part of our lives and who someone is as a person.
This has been the major portion of what I learned on the trip, that our everyday life is what defines us. Our constant and average life is what really shows who we are and makes up the largest portion of our memories. Even though these gas stations are mostly abandoned or completely different businesses, when people see them it still makes them remember what they used to be. The many people that we spoke to on the trip all wanted to share with us their memories and opinion of what life used to be like and many of their stories would involve the gas station, even if just in passing to describe location. They used these places as markers for their lives. To quote Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” Appreciate everything in your life, from the unique vacations and life events even to your trip to the gas station. Every moment matters.