The weather gods have been smiling on us in our travels these past two weeks--they just have to hang in with us for another long, long day of driving tomorrow because Denny and I are going home. For us, home is the fifth wheel itself and not a particular city or state. Right at this moment, "home" is Georgia, but Monday it will be northern Florida and the following Monday it will be a different area of Florida. Home for us has become a state of mind more than a place. Although it has been wonderful seeing our sons and parents and siblings, it is time for us to be in our "tin can on wheels" as Darb calls it, where we'll resume our slow-paced routines, bask in southern sunshine and gorge on fresh Florida oranges.
Florida will be a change for us; we've been spending the last six winters out West because we like winters in Arizona best. Economically, it makes more sense for us to winter in Florida since Denny and I plan to spend the summer in Ohio in 2008, attempting to outsmart the deer and grow a nice garden for Denny's dad once again. Emotionally, my heart will be in the desert where the mountains change with the passing of clouds and the angle of the sun and my water aerobics buddies will be grooving to a lady called Billie Jo while the palm trees sway in time to the music. I miss them already. In a year or two, we'll get back there.
We're starting our tenth year of being on the road and the wanderlust is still running strong in our veins. After all, there are still those nine white states on that map at the bottom of the page here just waiting to be explored...
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Florida sounds so wonderful, especially this time of year. I hope the weather remained good for you on your travels today.
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