Thursday, November 15, 2012
I can’t believe it’s over. Near the end I was asked if I would do it again. The answer is a resounding YES! Will I do it again? Resoundingly No. It’s been an enchanting experience that I wouldn’t trade away. However, now it’s time to plant my roots at home. No more trying to find campgrounds and Wal-Marts. Sometimes our GPS did a better job than others. I’ve learned more about this country of ours, and our sister country to the north than I’ll ever remember. Every time we were in the same place more than 2-3 days, I would get antsy and want to move on. I’m not sure which emotion was stronger the last few weeks—wanting to be home, or looking forward to our last few adventures. Sometimes it seemed like I would live in a 22 foot RV forever. Other times, the trip seemed to be passing like the proverbial dream. So it is with life both good and bad. Experiences come then they pass. It was great to have a break in Spokane, Seattle, Duncan, and then back to Seattle staying in a house. I can’t say I thought much about going home for my sister-in-law Lois’ funeral. Sure it was marvelous to see family and sleep in my own bed, but not worth it. The world lost an exceptional woman. On this trip I’ve done some amazing things: stepped knee deep into a glacier, watched colonial Williamsburg re-enactments, walked on the sea floor, touched a moon rock, saw the salmon run, hiked until I didn’t think I could take another step—but I did, walked where Jamestown was established, visited a corn palace, went to the smallest state, went through an alien museum in Roswell, saw Old Faithful and Mount Rushmore, shopped in the Edmonton mall, enjoyed fall colors, saw the Von Trapp family home, so very much more I can’t mention it all (just scroll through this blog), most important—we went to all of the temples in the continental states and Canada. No, we aren’t going to take a trip to see the temples that have been dedicated since we left. We took pictures from the stake centers of the unfinished/under rennovation temples when we drove through their towns, but we didn’t go miles out of our way to do so. I now return this blog to my writing for which it was created.