Road Tripping Mugs

It's not the destination, but the journey that counts. Unless you're stuck in traffic. Then it's the destination.

Do not pass.

"Where ya headed?" "Wherever."

Stealing the sign.

Directional signs: 'Pawtucket and Mawtucket'.

Welcome to Eureka.

"Why do they call this 'Traffic Calming' again...?"

Unable to raise enough money for a trip to Paris, the Bartlesville High French Club had to settle for three days in Tulsa.

It's a Whole Field of Paisley!

'I'd say your caravan's a tad overloaded, sir.'

Road sign: "Good Start, but you've still got a ways to go."

Man painting over a 'You are here' sign.

A treasure map shows you all the roads without tolls.

Steep Hill, Slippery When Wet, Watch for Cars Going Faster Than You.

"The GPS works great, we have satellite TV installed, the Sirius stereo sounds fantastic and our every move is tracked by Qualcomm. But could you turn around? I left me iphone at the house. . ."

Grand Canyon. What's so great about the Grand Canyon?...Most of it's missing!

'Are we nearly there yet?'

Unpopular Street Signs: Road Work Behind, Speed Jump Ahead, Good Luck, Slow Distracted Adults.

"What road do you want to dart across today?"

'He rides in the car with his head out the window a lot.'

Scenic Root: ants, bugs and worms using an exposed tree root as a scenic route.

'AHH, here it is! At the next intersection, turn left, then cough, following that, turn right, then cough...' WHEN DOCTORS NAVIGATE.

'Can you see what's causing the hold up?'

'Now here's a place I like!'

Songs about Texas, next 1100 miles.

A tortoise running along the side of the road, panting.

"Do you remember, Peg—are we on our way out or on our way back?"

Gaston's Gourmet Truckstop

Motor Tourism

Wine enthusiast tries to make his way to Cork.

Coexist. Coexhaust.

It’s God’s country, if your God wears camouflage and dips tobacco.

Caution: Driver Watching "Hard Copy"

Welcome to Stratford-On-Avon...Birthplace of William Shakespeare...Park not here, lest ye be towed!

Cash Machines From Across the Land