We love our house. And our neighbors. And our neighborhood. So why give all of that up to live in a little home on wheels without a clear idea of where we’re headed? Because, as cliche as it sounds, life is short. We could sit in our home and be comfortable, or we could hit the road (and whatever bumps we will inevitably encounter along the way) and have some interesting life experiences.
One of our friends posted this picture on Facebook the other day:
While we don’t consider ourselves to be old quite yet (We’re not, right? Right?!), we’ve been alive long enough to have experienced this blink-of-an-eye passage of time. We’ve also been alive long enough to have lost loved ones who still had a lot of living left to do. Someday doesn’t always come, so we’re not going to wait for it.
And that is how we recently found ourselves in the front yard of the house we love with friends and neighbors who had come over to help us say goodbye to our house and hello to The Bullet.
We didn’t know a single person when we moved to Savannah, so it was fun to look around at the awesome people in our front yard and think about how we knew them: neighbors, dog rescue, animal hospital, bootcamp, farmer’s market, and more. There was also someone there who we were just meeting for the first time.
Miss Norma is a 90-year old woman who was diagnosed with uterine cancer and lost her husband two days later. Rather than spend her remaining time in hospice care, Miss Norma decided to join her son and daughter-in-law (and their dog, Ringo!) on the road in an RV.
When we first heard about Miss Norma through The Today Show, we hoped our paths would cross at some point during our travels, but we had no idea that she would soon be hanging out in our front yard. When they posted a picture from a restaurant on Tybee Island, which is just east of us, we sent them an email with a link to our blog (so they would know we weren’t crazy people) and invited them to our RV-warming party. We didn’t hear anything back, but all of a sudden there they were! We loved meeting them and were so inspired by Miss Norma and her desire to get out and try new things, meet new people, and see this beautiful country. We hope our paths cross again soon. Click here to read more about this wonderful family.
After the RV-warming party we had one week left to finish getting ready. Moving out of a large house into a small trailer is no easy feat, especially with geriatric dogs and all of the medications, harnesses, bedding, etc that accompany them. We’re pretty sure the dog supplies take up more space in the RV than all of our belongings combined. But somehow we got everything done and found ourselves heading south on I-95 on Monday morning.
Suzanne was behind the wheel for the first leg of the trip. Prior to this she had only pulled the trailer once…for 5 minutes…in a Lowe’s parking lot. But all went well. It’s still too early to say for sure, but her initial observation is that pulling a trailer is less stressful than driving a motorhome. Not that it wasn’t stressful towing a large vehicle down the highway at 65 mph (okay, okay, it was more like 55 mph…we apologize if you were on the road that day) but it seemed less stressful than the maiden voyage with the motorhome in 2012. We’ll discuss this topic further once we’ve been on the road a little longer and can say for sure.
It’s been a great first couple of days. We’ve been at Tomoka State Park in Ormond Beach, Florida, since Monday and highly recommend it, especially if you enjoy kayaking. We’ve been out on the water every day and the weather has been beautiful. We’re packing up and heading out tomorrow, but we’ll talk more about Tomoka and our adventures here in our next post. See you on down the road!