The store is not very far away. If you know where we live and you use google maps to find directions, the route we take is obvious, altho we ride on the sidewalk so it isn't as obvious where we have to cross the street and of course not all the significant driveways are marked. There _are_ sidewalks the whole way, so the major heart attack inducing moments are the crosswalks where we switch from one side of 111 to the other, and where we cross 27. The first time we did this, I was incredibly reluctant to try the trip at all; the whole thing felt a lot like teaching a too-young-kid how to make a campfire or fire a gun or use a knife. Yeesh. I heard myself hollering slow down slow down slow down walk walk walk watch for the people watch for the cars stop stop stop stop STOP NOW! The second time was better. I don't think we were ever in any particular danger. We were _highly_ visible and not moving that fast and, as I have said repeatedly, we were _always_ on sidewalks or within marked crosswalks. If someone had hit us, they would have been clearly in the wrong.
I had to sit down for a long time after the first trip just to calm down. This second time was okay. And it is nice to not have to push, pull or pedal T.'s 40+ pounds. But I do sort of wonder how long it's going to take for me to acclimate to this slightly under a mile each way trip.