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Six-Month US Tour Starts In Florida

Greetings from Fort White, Florida, We did it. Despite mishaps and some angst, I am still feeling some angst, we have begun our 2024 Travels. Angst Last year we traveled together but I had Big Blue (my truck) and Lilac (my camper) with me. And though I moved stuff into Steve's trailer and stayed with him, on travel days I was driving Big Blue on my own, and I had all the stuff that I don't use very often in my truck and trailer nearby. This is our first full season traveling with one truck and one trailer. I am trying to adjust. Steve is very accommodating and a good partner for this trip. It's just me, worrying. And maybe some of the angst is world news, the US 2024 elections, and some of it is worrying about my son. He just changed jobs and then in a few days he got laid off from the new job making him un-eligible for unemployment because he had not worked there long enough. He will be fifty this year and I still worry. So if you k...

Trippin' Trip Prepping

This evening I have an owee on my nose, but I am feeling pretty dang happy. I last wrote to you when we were still in New York. Let me tell you about our adventure getting home to Florida first. Then I will tell you about the nose. Our last day in NY, Steve's kids came over for dinner. Steve's son brought his guitar and speaker and I got to hear him play a tiny bit as he and Steve fiddled with the controls on the speaker. And get this, a year and a half after I started hanging out with Steve, I finally got to hear him strum a guitar. But they didn't play a tune for me. They just putzed. Some day... Our flight from Albany, NY to St Pete, FL was to take off on Monday at 7 pm. Steve's daughter gave us a ride to the airport. We arrived in plenty of time. We boarded the plane. We were practically the only passengers with masks on. We didn't want to risk taking something nasty home to our friends in Florida. The plane did...

It Isn't An Adventure Unless Someone Almost Dies

Greeting from the Center Of The Universe, I will get to the "almost died" part later. But I guess I should give you an explanation about the Center of the Universe. Steve's daughter Erin and her boyfriend Matt joined us for a few days at the Center of the Universe. How do we know it is the center? It is marked by a fancy manhole cover in the middle of an intersection in downtown Wallace, Idaho. Twenty-six years ago the mayor of Wallace declared that they were the center. His reasoning was that there are four mountain passes that come right through the middle of Wallace. As good a reasoning as any, since no one knows where or if the Universe has boundaries. And now the small tourist and mining town has a new reason to hold a little festival/celebration each year. I hope this letter finds you doing well. My friend Margaret got COVID and is still weak and tired from it. She is working her way back into her biking and exercise rout...

Trippin' with Susan Straley

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