Barry’s father began to drive. After three hours they decided to locate a decent motel.
This was not simple as many were clearly not family friendly.
Finally, they pulled into what seemed a decent place and went to their room.
His parents would take one bed, he another.
They weren’t tired, they just wanted to relax. They easily could have gone another fifty or one hundred miles, but decided they were in no rush.
They decided that this was life, their life, and they would live every moment.