You'd think two teenage girls and a 12 year old boy might mind sharing roughly 45 square feet of space. With no electrics. No bath. And no AC. You'd be wrong. :) Despite the occasional squabble, they've been doing brilliantly well. And after 10 days of living/camping on the road and in the woods, we made our way up to the Pacific Northwest, where I'm working for a week.
Upon arriving at the hotel I alway stay at for work, they scrubbed the dirt of the feet, traded flip flops for real shoes, and just like that they morphed from hippie kids to hipster kids, wandering the museums and art districts, eating lunch at hole in the wall Korean places, and sending me texts of graffiti street art. I love that they're so independent, so self sufficient, and so adaptable. It's amazing how they take everything in stride, and find their own way.
3500 miles and three weeks. One unforgettable adventure. Especially the ending... But that's a story for next time.
I'm getting my groove back, finding my way, and finding my voice that's been muffled too long.
And this roadtrip is just the beginning.