Four hours into a 19-hour drive home from our annual family vacation in Florida, I wake up, stretch my arms and take a look out my window to see Georgia flying by. I casually decide to take out my iPad to catch up on the latest season of Homeland, look to my right and behind me to see the rest of my family is quietly napping while I’m behind the wheel, only I’m not in control of the car. It’s on autopilot.
I snap out of my daydream. I’ve gone four hours into a 19-hour drive. It feels like I’ve listened to the same four light rock songs on Sirius’ 70s station. There is no hope for rest. Everyone is napping around me. I want to wake them up to share my pain. All I have to look forward to is two hours from now we’ll drive through Greenville, SC, and if I’m lucky we’ll pass an exit with a Sonic so I can get a pineapple milkshake. This is only the beginning of a very, very long trip.
To me the possibilities are endless, not only for long family road trips in which you could leave at night, sleep and arrive to your destination fresh in the morning, but also for safety, with late-night drinking and driving eventually becoming something we no longer need to worry about.
One can only imagine what other dreams will come true with the continuously increasing engineering marvels that once only seemed to exist in the movies.