Trust me, you can take this vehicle anywhere in the world.

If people don’t start buying Jeeps, they will never know about the great places in life they can drive to.

Quit your job, buy a Jeep, go on an adventure, fall in love, never return.

Most just sit and ride, but you should remember that Jeep is made for adventures.

I’m packing my life in a bag again, saying goodbye and writing the last letters. It’s been a long journey, back and forth, hide and

Like the vital rudder of a ship, we have been provided a way to determine the direction we travel. The lighthouse of the Lord beckons to all as we sail the seas of life. Our home port is the celestial kingdom of God. Our purpose is to steer an undeviating course in that direction. A man without a purpose is like a ship without a rudder—never likely to reach home port. To us comes the signal: Chart your course, set your sail, position your rudder, and proceed.

Wanderlust + highway dust.

Read. Travel. Read. Ask. Read. Learn. Read. Connect. Read.

Don’t Time travel into the past. You can’t change it. Today it starts all over again. Every tomorrow is determined by every day.

Kevin Copeland: Hi, I’m Kevin Copeland…
Tiffany Wilson: We already *gave* to the United Negro Fund!
Brittany Wilson: Yeah!
Kevin Copeland, Marcus Copeland: Excuse us. Whoa-whoa-whoa! Hold on, hold on!
Kevin Copeland: Hold on! We’re actually here to escort you ladies to The Hamptons.
Tiffany Wilson: Oh! The bags are on the plane.
Brittany Wilson: Here, take Baby and clean out his bag. Oh, my God. He didn’t have his colonic, and he, like, pooped everywhere!

On the road again!

Loving this road trip, but all this driving is tire-ing.

A driver must be willing to be flexible. They have to be able to quickly adapt to changes in travel, load pick-up and delivery schedule.

My truck is my home on the road.

Every Englishman abroad, until it is proved to the contrary, likes to consider himself a traveller and not a tourist.

Everything was so new – the whole idea of going into space was new and daring. There were no textbooks, so we had to write them.

Prayer for a Driver

Down all the highways that you travel, Blacktop, stone and even gravel.
On every journey through and through
May God’s angels Ride with you.

We cruise the roads.

We move the world.

We drive the world.

So why don’t you go home for vacations?

Like travel, insomnia is an uprooting experience. You are torn out of sleep like a plant from its native soil, then shaken down so that any clinging vestige of slumber falls away, naked confusion exposed like nerve endings. Sleep, in its turn, is a matter of gravity. It pulls you down, beds you in the earth, burrows you in. In sleep you connect back to the bedrock that provides nourishment and restorative rest.

Truck driver – take a ride with us.

The ultimate travel lover’s truck.

We’re on the move.

I don’t know why they call this a truck, it doesn’t go anywhere.

Marcus Copeland: Man! You guys sure got a lot of bags for a weekend!
Brittany Wilson: This isn’t *a* weekend!
Tiffany Wilson: It’s *the* weekend!
Brittany Wilson: Labor Day in The Hamptons. The last weekend of the social season. Like, only the hottest people are going to be there.
Tiffany Wilson: And only the hottest of the *hottest* are going make it onto the cover of “Hamptons Magazine”! And this is *our* year!
Brittany Wilson: Yay! Uh, open the window. Baby likes a little fresh breeze. I just hope the Vandergeld Sisters’ private jet *crashes* on the way there!
Tiffany Wilson: Oh, my God, Brittany!
Brittany Wilson: You were thinking it!
Tiffany Wilson: I know, but you *said* it!
Brittany Wilson: I know, I know!
Tiffany Wilson: And you, know, Heather totally *hates* you because you slept with her boyfriend.
Brittany Wilson: Oh, my God! So what? I sleep with *everyone’s* boyfriend!

Insomnia is an all-night travel agency with posters advertising faraway places.

Del: You believe this?
Neal: It’s been a hell of a trip.
Del: Sure has.
Neal: But, uh, after all is said and done, you did get me home.
Del: Next time, let’s go first class, all right?
Neal: God, I hope there isn’t a next time.
Del: I know what you mean! I really do. This you?
Neal: Yeah.
Del: It’s been great meeting you, Neal, it really has. Again, I’m sorry if I caused you any trouble.
Neal: Oh, no, you didn’t cause me any trouble. You got me home, and, uh… a little late.
Del: A couple days.
Neal: But, uh… I’m a little wiser, too.
Del: Me, too.
Neal: Happy holidays.
Del: Same to you. Happy Thanksgiving, Neal. Give my love to the family, will you? Maybe I’ll get a chance to meet ’em one day.
Neal: Say hello to Marie for me. I feel like I know her.
Del: Yeah.
Neal: So… okay. And, uh, you have a happy Thanksgiving.
Del: Hey, you know it.
Neal: So long.

State Trooper: What the hell are you driving here?
Del: We had a small fire last night, but we caught it in the nick of time.
Trooper: Do you have any idea how fast you were going?
Del: Funny enough, I was just talking to my friend about that. Our speedometer has melted and as a result it’s very hard to see with any degree of accuracy exactly how fast we were going.
Trooper: Seventy-eight miles an hour.
Del: Yeah, I can buy that. You would know better than us, especially with a melted speedometer.
Trooper: Do you feel this vehicle is safe for highway travel?
Del: Yes, I do. I really do. I know it’s not pretty to look at, but it’ll get you where you wanna go.
Trooper: You have no outside mirror.
Del: No, we lost that.
Trooper: You have no functioning gauges.
Del: No, not a one. However, the radio still works!

You’re going to be in Chicago in less than three hours, around there, if we don’t hit traffic, and I don’t think we should – it’s Thanksgiving. We’re movin’ now.

Del: You’re in a pretty lousy mood, huh?
Neal: To say the least.
Del: You ever travel by bus before? Hmm. Your mood’s probably not going to improve much.

As you leave your house today, I pray the Lord protects and guides you to and fro, wishing you a wonderful day.

Gonna get me one of them Jeep Cherokees with the four-wheel drive, and go all over the whole country in it.

Sometimes the road less traveled is less traveled because drivers don’t have a Jeep.

To Jeep is to journey.