To travel in a purposeful manner towards a vague destination
We typically leave Fort Myers by the end of April, but with the price of diesel continuing to rise, we cut 2,000 miles off our summer road trip this year. That pushed our departure date to May 31, and what a difference a month makes. It is hot, hot, hot here in this part of Florida and we are more than ready to depart the state tomorrow morning on our 6,000-mile journey in our motorhome.
Our winter in Fort Myers will come to an end on May 31 when we pack all the outdoor furniture into the “coach house” (aka, the 10 x 12 structure we use for my art studio / guest house / storage shed), pull up the jacks and hit the road for the summer.
We crossed the border from Canada into the United States in April 1999. En route to our new life in Lawrenceville, Georgia, my husband and I were nervous and excited. With four kids in tow, we were leaving all of our family behind to start a new life in the south. Just because, well, “why not?”