Back in the van headed to the Cape, the kids asleep before hitting the interstate. It is comforting to be back in the familiar, Rich by my side. His family are wonderful hosts, and it was easy to fall into their routine without being too disruptive. The kids were up way too late every night, getting up to early. There was a definite break in parenting with children running amuck, watching as much TV as they wanted, playing capture the flag and catching fireflies until 11pm. Reese went to the ravine with two of his older cousins and caught salamanders, crayfish and a frog. Stuff memories are made of, one can only hope.
Despite all the nay-saying, the van is once again running with AC. The shop tracked down the leak and Rich fixed it. We'll see how long it lasts this time. And no more brake squeaking!!! Not sure what caused all that noise but it is gone and we no longer feel like the crazy people in the half broken down van rolling into town.
We have yet to figure out our Eastbound route, only that we will come back through Utica to pick up a few random items some of which Rich scavenged from his childhood home. He also bought a used PackaSport, a rooftop carrier. More storage, just what we need! We will also be able to see one more niece. It is so tough to leave family!
Barreling down I-90 in New York we have noticed signs stating 'It Can Wait' and a mile down the road a pullout. It is for texting! How brilliant! Leaving Idaho we are reminded how backwards our state can be---no bottle bill (cans and plastic bottles here) and texting pullouts, where it is illegal to text and drive. C'mon Idaho, let's join the 21st century! Hitting the beach tomorrow!!!
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