Leaving the Prince William Forrest Park Travel Trailer Village, Dumfries, VA“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” Ok, maybe not the worst of times. But with Bridget and Douglas arguing about everything, the dog whining, and the sinking feeling that the old-timers in the RV park were secretly laughing at us newbies as we prepped our rig for departure, it was at least the “not so best of times”.
On the upside, we did make our planned 0900 departure. David made one last quick trip out to the house to take the trash cans in (of course the trash guys hadn’t come yet.) I finished up the dishes and started stowing all the miscellaneous stuff that gets put on the counter while you’re “in port.” We got the CR-V hooked up to the back of Fezzik (we named the RV after the gentle giant from “the Princess Bride”) and headed out. The kids are watching a video back in the
dinette and we’re ignoring the electronic war going on between “Nagging Norma” the GPS and the route we planned out on our lap top. Fortunately, the laptop can’t talk right now, so it’s a mostly one sided war, with Norma heaving electronic sighs as she pouts “recalculating.”We’ve left military life behind and are out on the road. The house is empty and the keys have been left for the landlord. Everything we own is either in storage or here with us. I’d love to say I feel free or something, but so far it just feels like we’re on a vacation. We’ll see how we feel in two or three weeks!
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