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Jeremy found the perfect outfit to begin our adventure. S*****rs full! okay, not really... we know the rules about THAT for Jeremy to agree to this RV trip. Just waiting for the day one of the boys comes out of the bathroom and says, "Whoops, forgot the golden rule (or shall we say brown rule) in the RV!" LOL. Sorry, TMI....
Took about an hour of drive time for each of us to get used to maneuvering this beast. Or Stevie The Big Rig as we've now decided to call it. But, we're getting used to it. Brad and Pam were awesome showing us the ins and outs and told us by day two we'd have this whole thing down. Lots of switches and things to remember.
Big thanks to Aunt Jill for helping to send us off and holding down the fort!
The boys are excited to mark off the roads we drive and states we cover with a highlighter on the Atlas. Yesterday, we covered Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, and stopped in Alberta Lea, MN for the night. They also have sites and things to look for from GeeGee and Aunt Jill and are enjoying trying to check those off their list and writing the states they see these in.
Our original destination was to be in Iowa but we were doing pretty good last night and decided to keep going to make Day two a little shorter of a drive (7.5 hours versus 9). In my life I never thought these next words would come out of my mouth... but we stopped at a Walmart parking lot in Alberta Lea, MN to park for the night. "excuse me, what?" yep, that's a thing. A lot of Walmarts allow you to park an RV for overnight stays while on the road. Who knew? After 12 hours on the road (17 for Jeremy and I counting the back and forth to Louisville to get the RV), we were beat so sleep was good! Everyone crashed out hard! Today is another big day of driving to get to Mount Rushmore with Corn Palace and Badlands stops along the way.
From HIM: Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, & Minnesota can suck it in Day 1. There is an un-mistakable swell of power when you're behind the wheel of Stevie The Big Rig barreling down the highway. Cars, trucks, & even semi's part ways to allow Stevie to pass like an ambulance carrying the Pope. It has nothing to do with the RV's swaying, unpredictable change in speeds, forgotten head lights, or Golden Earring's Radar Love blaring from the speakers... it's definitely the Pope thing.
Two weeks ago the wifey said she was NOT interested at all in staying overnight in any Wal-Mart parking lots despite being told many are RV friendly and have great sales on tank tops that look like 'Merica threw up on them. Well, 'Merica won! I envisioned catching up to all the jort wearing Indpls 500 spectators heading west and partying into the morning... but alas, it was just us and a few other lonely road warriors.
If this three weeks in an RV is a library of historical, non-fiction, comedy, horror, and teen romance books then this is an interesting beginning bookend. On to Book 2 (praying for a teen romance).