Oy, you have my sympathy.
Riding in cars has always put me to sleep. When I was little and having asthma attacks in the middle of the night, I would fall asleep in the car on the way to the ER…
Then, when I first started working, I was a 3hr 15 min drive away from Mom’s house, and the city where my then GF now wife lived, all along some pretty desolate and barren, but often treachrous, highway (401 between Kingston & Montreal, for you curious Canucks….)
I would drive down, almost always in the evening, every second weekend. To this day, I wonder at being still alive. Ahh the stupid belief of young men in their own immortality :rolleyes:
Cafeine helped. Cold air, any kind of music, unconfortable objects between my back & the seat back, slapping my face, did not. I must have worn off many of my guardian angel’s feathers on those drives.
Oddly enough, a good audio book, or even better, good standup comedy, either live on the radio, or recorded, not only kept me awake but made the time go by much faster. The sunday nigh sex-show call-in radio program that ran for a year or two was always good for the purpose of keeping awake. I would alternate from annoyance at the caller’s ignorance (must of been 5 calls / show from younger girls asking if they were pregnant) to shock and amazement at how sheltered a life I was living. (crative uses for vegetables and doorknobs, anyone?) :eek:
Now being married, I find conversation also really helps. It’s one of the navigator’s responsability in our family car to be able to come up with a topic of discussion whenever the driver asks: “talk to me about anything, I’m getting sleepy”. Many silly ideas can be debated, e.g. which fruits make the best projectiles for different purposes, which breed of cattle looks smarter, etc. etc. We also switch every or 4 hours or so, and take a 15 min break to walk around, visit mother nature, etc.