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In February of 2017, my sister treated my husband and me to a night away. When we checked in, the woman at reception asked, “Is it your anniversary?” No, not until June. At dinner that night, the waiter wanted to know, “Is it someone’s birthday?” Nope, we just missed one, and the other is months away.
When we finally arrived at our halfway point, Austin, TX, we were all good and fried. After a week on the road, it was so nice to be at our friend’s lovely home on Lake Austin, to rest and recover and recoup.
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Well, almost a year after writing my last post about our epic Summer of ’16 Road Trip, I’m finally going to finish the tale. Needless to say, once we returned home, there was a lot of real life to take care of: a job to take, an El Nino winter to endure, a marriage to uphold, a retaining wall to fall, a job to quit, and boys to raise.
However, in the spirit of “better late than never,” I’ll return to our road trip story, as so many of you are setting out on your own summer adventures. Hopefully, the continuation of our journey will resonate with you in some way – be it introducing you to a new place on the map or something fun we did along the way. Who knows? Maybe it will even inspire you to hit the road yourself.
Robert Erik Fuller was my high school boyfriend. He was my first boyfriend, my first love, and my first, you know, first.
Hi, everyone! I'm so happy to report that we made it to North Carolina, safe and sound: two weeks, nine states, 3,652.7 miles. We’ve seen so much and learned so much in the last few weeks, it's a little overwhelming. We’re still processing it all, and probably will be for a long time. But I can say, it's already been an incredible experience, and one I'm so glad to share with my family.
