This was a summer of transitions. Moving to the in-laws' basement mid-winter left me even more restless as the days stretched out and the sun warmed the sky. With the advent of spring came a new beginning for me: unfolding the crisp black gown and donning the square hat, I prepared to complete one of the most challenging journeys of my life. With a fancy piece of paper entitling me to a few initials to add to my resume, I was certain that words would flow from my fingers as I chronicled new adventures that lay ahead. Summer was in full-swing, and I was hungry for adventure.
I was not disappointed. Starting with our trip to New Hampshire and ending with a new local favorite, my little family covered 21 states in a matter of two months. As I tallied up the state count, I suddenly realized why my kids complain that they are 'vacationed-out' (who says that?!). We saw The Big Apple, rubbed elbows with those whose lives revolve around the sport of kings, traveled the Mother Road, and saw a canyon so inspiring that tears replaced words of awe. I still have yet to grasp the privilege of experiencing first-hand, so many of our nation's most sought-after destinations.
Something's got to give when you're living life as partial nomads, and adventure trumped tacking myself to to my chair in order to write. So here I sit, as summer draws to a close: breathless from wild adventures, and a head full of stories I can't wait to share with you. We're still in transition; a mere three weeks away from closing on our little cabin in the woods. After a nine month sabbatical from mortgage payments, I am ready to be a homeowner again. (I'm not as excited about those mortgage payments.) I've loaded my Pintrest board with inspiration, aching for the day when I can pull those boards out of imagination and onto the walls of my new creative space.
I look forward to telling you about our conquest of Arches, and of out-of-this-world volcanic ruins. You'll laugh when you hear about the snowstorm we faced while towing our camper through narrow mountain passes, and the surprises of nature we witnessed on the other side. You'll thank me for sharing information on the newest hidden gem in the Missouri State Park system. We learned many lessons on the road. For example, the shortest route may not be the most passable route. We met incredible people along the way too.
Stay tuned, while I sort it all out. I'd love to hear from you as well! What adventures made this summer memorable for you?
Born with a severe case of wanderlust, I'm always searching for new adventures and sharing those stories here.