Sunday, May 23. Clean until my back hurts. Then stop and watch guiltily while others do the rest.
Sunday/Monday 1:20 am. Depart in the middle of darkness on I-80 toward Chicago. Weather is harsh, damp, cold. I’ve thought only of our ultimate destination and packed shorts and flipflops for the roadtrip.
5/24, 2am, Zach drives us through a scary, white-out blizzard up Parley’s Canyon.
Monday 5:20am. Stop, exhausted, in windy, frigid Flaming Gorge. Sleep for a few hours.
Monday mid-morning. Another horrid blizzard in Wyoming. Ethan navigates the white-knuckle pass. Can’t stop…no where to go but forward. Finally find an exit with a little coffee shop…
Monday. Decide to skip Chicago and the tornado warnings on the Plains, instead head south toward warmth and calm skies. Another night sleeping in the van somewhere.
Two days through Texas.
Almost lost Ethan and Jess’ dog, Koda, who decided to herd cattle while out for a potty break. She came back an hour and a half later, when she got tired.
Sleeping in Dallas at my sister’s house. Restraining myself from stealing all her gorgeous cookbooks. Knitting all the way.
Camping near a lake, cat attacked by a raccoon around 5am…rescued from a tree covered in her own pee.
Next morning, a horse back ride, a treat from Ethan and Jess.
Tire was going to blow out, Zach noticed. Tire shop just down the road! Temperature? 95 degrees. Humidity? unbelievable.
Camping in a swamp? Who does that? We do, and the dogs get ticks and I get irritable.
The Boogedy is thrilled to find a playground in the swamp.
The A/C in the van is NOT up the the challenge of driving through the South (supposedly this was fixed by the mechanic before we left town). Mosca monopolizes the vent.
Marathon drive to our new pink house in Sunnyside, Florida.
Unpack the van and then take a midnight swim.
Current daily goal: spend as much time as possible in the water before the oil arrives.
Things not mentioned or photographed above:
not getting enough sleep. hearing the ABC song a hundred times. discovering that the vcr in the van works, but that we only have one movie, toy story. watching dvds on the portable player…over and over. getting eaten by bugs while camping. eating tons of junk food. shelling sunflower seeds to keep me alert while i drive. the sheer grouchiness of traveling that long with anyone. the memorial day weekend traffic in mobile alabama. all the varieties of sweet tea. the dirtiest bathrooms I have ever seen. gorgeous sunsets along the way. realizing that I have the best kid in the whole world, and I couldn’t have asked for a three-year old to be better for 5 days of travel!