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There are times I’m prepared to pay $52 for the luxury of having 24 hours to take two baths, a hot shower, do three loads of laundry, update my iPad and phone, take a swim, buy water, make important phone calls, clean the inside of the van, wash out my fridge, download music and be … Continue reading Day 25: A Foot.
It used to take me the better part of an hour to scope out a van-camping spot, before finally settling on what felt like “the perfect one.” In the early days, I stayed mostly at provincial parks, and even if I were the only one there, I would race around in a panic, sure someone … Continue reading Letting Go of Perfect
Today we made our way south through Pennsylvania, into West Virginia and are now just north of Virginia. I was poky (according to the trip summary below) because I had to do important things like: A) STOP TO REMOVE MY DOWN JACKET, and B) Go for a long walk by a creek WITHOUT MY DOWN … Continue reading How We Roll
Morning: I just enjoyed my third bath since yesterday and am pleased to report the water no longer smells like desert dust & donkey dung! I think I might have let myself go in the last few days, just a little. Pippa’s up next; I’m afraid she doesn’t smell much better. I notice my throat is … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 27
I woke up this morning feeling like I had an actual hangover. Is that a thing? A phantom hangover from merely fighting the idea of a drink? Given my mental fogginess, I gave myself permission to process less today. Today, I didn’t need to understand anything in particular. I declared it “sensory day” - just … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 26
NEWS FLASH: Garbage disposal results in Road Trip. What began as a one-agenda day (the agenda item being a trash can for my one bag of garbage) unfolded into quite a memorable day of meandering that met a number of my needs. It unfolded a little little like this... The Question: Where will I deliver this … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 20
If you’re looking for Love, you find signs of it pretty much everywhere. It probably doesn’t hurt if it happens to be February 14th either. Last night, pulling into the BLM area south of Havesu for the night, it was pretty dark, and I had the regular flutter of anxiety about my chosen parking spot. … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 14
If a person experiences too many changes they didn’t choose in life, goodbyes can incite an internal riot. The day started peaceful enough. No wait, no it didn’t. The sky looked different. The lighting was weird. Clouds threatened my glorious sunshine. There was a chill in the air. I was anticipating yoga but learned there … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 12
Change is in the air. The maps are out. I’m making lists. It’s almost time to get back on the road. It’s not going to be easy to leave Quartzsite. I’ve been here since Christmas Eve. I’ve made memories, and more importantly, friends. I’ve drank from the communal cup at the RTR, the WRTR, and here … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 10
I didn’t make morning coffee because it was Yoga Day, and coffee stimulates my digestive system in the same way Yoga does; taken together they can be quite an insistent force. So, I ate a small apple with a bit of peanut butter for energy and joined a quiet procession of others crossing the desert to … Continue reading A Month in a Minivan: Day 5