The End of the Road

Back home

We got up to freezing, 28 degrees, weather 60 miles east of Kingman and soon started driving.  At least the coolness of the drive the last couple days has been better than the heat of the first part of the trip.  After a long day of driving,  we finally got home.   Funny how when you get home, it feels like you've never been gone.  But when you're gone, it feels like forever since you've been home.

Part of the stuff dumped on the porch

Now that I'm here, I have so much cleaning and catching up to do it's frightening.  I've made a vow to take my time getting it done and not to stress over it. 




I've enjoyed the trip immensely.  I traveled a total of 9342 miles over 17 states.  I went from the white sand beaches of the Gulf, to the heat and humidity and bugs of Florida.  From the beauty of the South to the glory of DC. From the majesty of the Eastern mountains and tornado threats in Tennessee to the snow in New Mexico.   I saw so much, met so many people,  had so many new experiences, did so much.  I have a much better understanding of this country than I did before I started out.  I wouldn't have traded this time on the road for anything.

Now...time to start planning the next trip.

The Last Night

It was very windy all night again, and when we got ready to leave..it was snowing!!  Unbelievable.  I had to load up and set off in the snow.  Granted, it was just light flurries, but still.  Some of it did stick. And it continued to snow way past Albuquerque. 

That white stuff is snow

I was actually happy to see this one

We spent a lot of time on the road today.  It seems I'm in a hurry to get home. For some reason, when a trip is getting near the end, the urge to be home gets very strong.  Not to mention it was freezing and with a wind that went right through you.  We stopped at the Painted Desert/Petrified Forest.  We did what everyone else was doing...drive to a lookout, get out and take a picture, fast, then get back in the car where it was warm and drive to the next lookout.  I had wanted to spend more time there, but with the urge to get home and the cold, I didn't stay very long.

The painted desert

How strange it feels...tonight is our last night on the road.  Fittingly, we stopped at a KOA. In some ways it feel like I haven't been home for a long time.  Though I guess two months is a pretty long time.  I"m having a last glass of wine to toast the trip.  And Cash is having a chew treat.   As happy as I will be to get home, I am sure going to miss this trailer and our travels.  It's been wonderful.  Better even than I had thought it might be.  All in all.