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Traveling

Well it's been 7 weeks now, and I'm still struggling with the transition. One thing I didn't realize but should have, we are essentially living outside, even with all the comforts of this amazing home when the storm hits, it hits hard...we got nailed by hail in Golden, and then an EPIC thunderstorm last night in Goodland Kansas. It's going to take some getting used to, especially for Whisky...

We have a pretty strict policy of never driving more than 250 miles in a day, and strive for 200, but we will have to break tradition when we drive from Kansas City to St. Louis on Wednesday, it's just over 300 miles. We average 45 mph so that's, um, about 7 hours or so...the idea is to get off the road before any weather hits, also to take advantage of the L Shaped Sofa in the RV to get in a good afternoon nap...

At any rate I think we may have tried to do too much right off the bat. Our plan right now is to winter for 3 months in Palm Springs starting mid November and then take it WAY slower next summer, but this summer we're already committed to the East Coast so we're not slowing down any time soon...

 I70 in Kansas headed East on a Sunday morning...

BUT all in all I've got no complaints...it's a grand adventure and I'm lucky to be on it with Julie and Whisky. Julie's the B E S T ! Here's us in Salina Kansas.



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