What a difference a few hours south in Florida can make in temperatures. Up at Gold Head State Park it was time for blankets every night. Down here in Sumter Oaks we’re using the AC again. However, it’s not the temperatures that are getting to us down here. Oh no, it’s the acorns that keeping dropping on the roof! It’s what I imagine it must be like in a hail storm.
Breakfast was excellent. An egg sandwich on an onion roll, ice tea (ran out of juice oh my!), and a couple cups of coffee. Tummy filling and definitely delicious. The perfect way to start one’s day.
I promised a picture of our site and here it is. Same site as before, number 45. This is where it really all started for us back in January of this year. This was our first winter home. After this, well maybe some year we’ll be back. Time will tell.
Afterwards I did some house cleaning. In this respect living in an RV is really no different than living in a sticks and bricks house. The bathroom needed to be cleaned, the blinds dusted, odds and ends put away. I wanted to also vacuum the floors but our vacuum gave up the ghost, it will no longer recharge. Ah well, time for a new one I guess.
Barbara then sat down at the computer and began to work on the details of our airline tickets for our trip to Wellsboro for Christmas. Neither of us could believe all the extra
charges they add on. Want extra legroom, it will cost you more for that. Want to bring a suitcase, it will cost you more for that. Want to be able to possibly change your dates, it will cost you more for that. Want to board early, it will cost you more for that. It’s crazy. We still have to figure out the best place to board Marti and the best way to get to and from the airport.
While Barbara was doing her thing I set up my office on the patio and began to tinker again with Tour America 2019. This time I started to list things we wanted to see and to put dates with locations. It’s looking good so far. We have ample time so far meaning
we’ll be able to stay longer in several locations and catch our breath. We’ve also decided that we are no longer going to stay in just one location for the winter. We’ll probably pick out maybe one location in New Mexico, two or three locations in Arizona and maybe one right over the border in California. OK, now once I have the places and dates for next year more or less firmed up I’ll start looking for RV parks and/or State Parks and/or COE sites and/or Harvest Host locations. A bit more time and it will be more or less done – as if it ever is!
After Barbara finished with our airline reservations she was off to the Wishy Washy.
Did we ever have a lot of laundry to be done! That’s what happens when you keep putting it off week after week. It’s all clean now and we’re good for another week.
That was the sum total of our day on The Road of Retirement. We’re just taking our time, doing what needs to be done, but at our own pace. Thanks once again for joining us we enjoyed your company. Hey, if anyone ever has any suggestions or questions please feel free to email us and we’ll reply as soon as we can.
Now before I go here is the sixty four thousand dollar question of the day – are we vagabonds or gypsy’s? Good question and we’ve been called both. Let’s see a vagabond according to those in the know is a person who wanders from place to place without a home or job. But we have a home, its just on wheels. OK, how about the term gypsy. Often the word has negative connotations associated with the it but the word can also mean a nomadic or free-spirited person. That sort of fits us. I’m still not sure. I think therefore I’ll go with calling us vagabond gypsy’s! All I know for sure is our style is to travel along, side by side, singing our song.
OK, enough silly nonsense for the day. I’ll say goodnight now but before I go a thought for each of us to ponder upon:
As always, if you are coming to the end of your day with concerns and worries, let me suggest that you turn them over to God. After all, He is going to be up all night so why not let him handle them for you.
Time now for our evening prayers and eventually some shut-eye. Till tomorrow.
These are the voyages of Graybeard and it’s occupants, four paws and two humans. Our continuing mission: to explore as many new states as possible, to seek out new acquaintances and make new friends, to boldly go where we have not been before
See you on down the road