So apparently we didn’t know we were among royalty.
((Phillip was doing our last load of laundry on the last Sunday morning before we rolled out of town. He was just folding the last of our clothes when two people came into the laundry room and promptly caused quite a scene.
This is the story, as told by Phillip.)) > > >
Christmas-time has always been a big deal to me.
I love everything about the holiday season- the decorations, the family-time, the food, the shopping, the sales, the soul-trampling crowds… ok, almost everything. Anywho, this year was going to be a little more special, though, because this year we were going to have all of those things for the first time in our little Housecar.
I could hardly wait to start cramming it with holiday stuffs! > > >
I’ve been dabbling in this whole ‘blogging’ for years now… just not in the most linear or easy to follow fashion. > > >
I am happy to report that this leg of our tour was blissfully quiet. We didn’t hit much traffic, we stayed in two KOA’s overnight along the way, and got to San Antonio without much event. (A nice change from our last travel day…)
So instead of a traditional blog post, I’ll make this a cute little photo essay and call it a (travel) day. > > >
We were all but gone.
All we had to do was get a new trailer. (Our last one kind of exploded.)
A simple proposition…. or so we thought. We were so confident of the ease of this task, we even left it to the last few days in town. > > >
Our winter was rolling along quite nicely in Milwaukee so far. We had insulated our windows with plastic and fleece to keep the heat from our tiny, electric heaters in the housecar. We had our winter clothes sent up from Florida and were bundled up accordingly. We even had a dog jacket for our puppy to wear on his snowy walks.
Feeling pleased with ourselves, we spent the next week doing what any red blooded American should be doing in Wisconsin: drinking beer and eating cheese. > > >
Snafu #2 came soon after our first week in Milwaukee. And it looked like this:
A winter wonderland indeed…
The next few weeks got progressively colder, as a Polar Vortex (or whatever the nightly news dubbed it that year) descended upon mid-America. We bought heaters encased in plastic that seemed the least likely to start a housecar fire and plugged them in, only to blow a fuse almost immediately.
After a few resets of our fusebox and figuring out what we could have plugged in and where around the house, we had our heaters roaring and were relatively warm. > > >