When Pookie and I decided to embark on this journey we came up with this crazy idea that we could go anywhere so long as she could find this remote job that would be the answer to our unfortunate need for money to finance the adventure. I wish Regina would run on hugs and well wishes but 6 mpg is going to require some cash. In the beginning there was a lot of dreaming and what if-ing on our part. In reality that’s kind of where the adventure begins. We talked about where we wanted to go and the places we wanted to see. We even bought a map of the US and stuck pins in all the important places so we could try and plan a route. We told Dozer about all the amazing walks he could go on and piles of poop he could sniff. We didn’t really have a clue how we were going to get there but talking about it and thinking about it kind of motivated us to keep after this thing we wanted to do. I don’t know if I want to call it dream. Sure I thought it would be fun, the three of us exploring the country together. But I honestly wasn’t sure we could make it happen when we came up with this.
Well we did it. It took a year and half of planning, saving, selling, donating and throwing our belongings in the trash. But on the day Pookie had set as our launch date we said goodbye to our land lord and the house we had lived in for 8 years and moved ourselves and what we thought was everything we couldn’t live without into our motorhome and set off on this crazy journey. Just like we planned. In truth that’s probably the only thing that went as planned.
Honestly I carried this thought in my mind that if we could just get to the launch date we could take a moment to breathe. The stress would let up and it would be smooth sailing. I was even looking forward to it. Ha! We have been working on this for 18 months. It consumed our every thought and steered our decisions. The launch date felt like a finish line to the work and the party would begin.
And then it was upon us. It’s go time. Nothing left to sell, repair or clean. All we had were a few pieces of furniture and an old tv to throw out and we could go. I have to tell you that launch day was the most stressful yet. With the excitement of the adventure ahead and the last minute things we had to get done I was running around trying to get out the door like a angry lunatic. It’s been unseasonably warm here in South Florida (which we affectionately refer to as the Devil’s armpit) so I was hot, sweaty and thirsty. Now you don’t know me but if you did you’d know that makes me grouchy. For whatever reason I decided I wanted to wait to check my tire pressure and lug nuts that morning. We have a 3 axle rig with 8 tires and the 4 tires on the Volkswagen. So tire pressure and torque check is actually a pretty big job. 60 lug nuts at 150 foot pounds in the sun is a serious workout. And then 20 more on the van. I was pretty tired as you can imagine. At last we get the rig into the street and we’re getting Twinkie hooked up to leave and I can’t find the ever loving key to the lock for the towbar. A few trips back and forth checking keys and eventually I realize I do have it and get it locked up. The next step is to do a lights check and wouldn’t you know we can’t get the tow lights working. Ahhhhh! As you can imagine my boiling point is rapidly approaching from the heat stress combo that I’m now eating for lunch because it’s after noon and I haven’t been able to eat much of anything. I check and recheck the connections and some how they all decided to work at the same time that time. Finally! GAWD Tina! For all I know they quit working after we made the first left out of our neighborhood. We said our final farewells and we buckled up and began this adventure we had so painstakingly planned. You’d think great, chill the worst part is over. You’d be very wrong indeed.
We could never leave our 1977 VW Bus behind so we are taking our Twinkie on the road with us!!