When I started looking at how to route us from Texas up to our summer spots in Idaho and Montana, I broke some of our rules right off the bat. Others, we broke along the way when we realized our plans needed adjusting. Either way, a lot of rules were broken.
I can't remember anything. Ever. At all. Big things, little things, conversations, names, faces, events... all of it disappears quickly. Through the years, I've just relied on various tricks to help me get through life, which brings me to my cell phone.
A good part of this travel project has been about knocking items off our bucket list. This past February we checked another item off our list by attending Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
Our late-winter exit from Florida had a little bit of everything: Beautiful parks, terrible drives, and some nice surprises.
Question: Name one modern task that could result in as much anxiety as working at Mission Control on July 24, 1969 when Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin made their way to the lunar surface.
There are a lot of times being a nomadic full-time RV traveler is awesome. The middle of a global pandemic is not one of them.
Note: My blog is still way behind, but friends and family keep checking in to see what's going on during this highly unusual time, so I figured I would post a real time update and share some information that might be helpful.
I have good news and I have bad news. The good news is, the Florida State Parks are a fabulous place to spend the winter in an RV. The bad news is, every RVer on the planet knows it.
On October 1st, we were in Michigan preparing to head south after spending a phenomenal Summer along the Great Lakes. By November 1st, we were in North Carolina discussing whether we should call it quits and settle down.
From the very first time we set foot in Nashville, we were hooked. The music, the food, the architecture, the energy, the history...we loved it all. So, when we had the chance to head back for a third visit, we were immediately on board.