Where Are We?

Now the storytelling gets fun! 📝 📬

You know it’s time to go home when you wake up in hotel rooms the final two days of a five-month-long trip, wondering where you are.

We spent last night in Manchester, Vermont, one of northern New England’s charming spots. I like to get home after 18,000 miles driving around America early enough to stock the fridge, empty the HMS Beagle, do laundry, and make our bed.

We’ll be back in Jackson around noon, and then we’ll begin re-entry. It usually comes with some difficulties, but I am excited about the spring and summer.

And, yes, it IS time to get home. Things began falling apart over the last week; I got sick, some plans fell through, and my kitchen, desk, bed, and familiar trails are all calling.

We’re returning, realizing that five months of bouncing about this country of ours is a month too long at our age. However, we’re also coming home with more stories than any other trip we’ve taken. The writing will be fruitful throughout the next three seasons.

We’ve got adventures to share!

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