Wednesday, July 4, 2018

April 23, 2018 through July 2, 2018 - Some Final Thoughts As the Great Transcontinental Circuit Comes To A Close, Some Facts and Figures





First, here are a few facts and figures. We were on the road for 72 days. We drove 9047 miles and used approximately 423 gallons of gasoline (@ avg. of 21.4 mpg). We visited 24 states. We replaced one car battery and one iPad.



Back in April, we jumped in the car and headed eastward. We had some general ideas of where we wanted to go and who we wanted to see. The specifics, however, would have to sort themselves out as each new day came. It was a definite departure from our usual way of operating: Karen and I each normally feel more comfortable having a little more certainty to our daily schedules. Along the way, we learned some new things and we confirmed some old things. Following are three things that come to mind for me:

You Don’t Need as Much as You Think You Do
We knew we’d have limited space for clothing and other items so we packed accordingly. We came back with a lot of clothing unpacked and unused. Today’s electronic gadgets are small enough and powerful enough that we were able to stay connected just about everywhere we travelled. And, when we were ‘off the grid’ it was a nice break from the outside world. Our little Aliner kitchen had all the basics and Karen made some great meals for us on the road. When I got back to the house and looked at all the ‘stuff’ I have laying around, I realized I didn’t really miss most of it at all.

Move On and Get Over It  
We shared each other’s company 24/7 for 72 days, most of it either in or around our 12’ trailer, or in the car. We were always on the move, rarely staying somewhere for more than a few days at a time and often staying only one night in some places. The act of breaking camp and moving to our next destination was an opportunity to leave yesterday behind and start a new day. Living together in such close proximity can really increase the odds of rubbing each other the wrong way. There’s no way to avoid this, so you just have to figure out how to deal with it. I think we got better at moving forward and starting off fresh each day. Figuratively, ‘breaking camp and moving on’ is good therapy.

If You Make a Wrong Turn Once in Awhile, You Can Still Get Back on the Right Track…If You Listen to Your Navigator
This trip confirmed that my sense of direction is not what you’d call acute. Karen did a fantastic job of finding our campsites and guiding us from place to place using both her GPS, and the many maps and guidebooks we brought along. We managed to stay off the interstates for most of our trip, using secondary and tertiary roads instead. This allowed us to see much more of the country than we otherwise would have had we taken the straight line. There were a few times when we were in areas that were a little dicey, but we mostly enriched our experience by going on these routes. Much to Karen’s consternation, I often would turn left when she said turn right, or right instead of left, etc. Sometimes, neither of us got it right. I think this reinforced for me that, just like on this trip, life is not always as linear as we’d like it to be. We may not know exactly where we’re going, but if you work together you can usually get to where you need to be. I’m glad I have Karen to help me navigate – she’s good at reminding me when we get off track.

Thanks again to our great friends and family who hosted us along the way, and thanks to all of our friends and family who took the time to read about our trip!



Monday, July 2, 2018

Days 71 and 72 – Viva Las Vegas – NOT, Hilton Hideaway in Hot Henderson, Back Home Again - July 1 and 2, 2018


We’ll wrap things up over the next couple of days with some facts and figures and final thoughts. In the meantime, here’s a quick recap of the last two travel days.

Our plan was to get down to Las Vegas and grab a cheap hotel room somewhere on the Strip. We found a good rate at the Stratosphere, which is at the north end of the strip and the south end of downtown. Karen called ahead and they told us there was RV parking available across the street from the hotel.

When we got there, the unattended parking lot looked pretty desolate and it was exposed to all the pedestrian traffic on the nearby streets. This part of town has gone a little bit to seed since the last time we came through here. The signs in the lot warned that you parked there at your own risk. Karen pointed out that all our gear was in the car and in plain sight of anyone who wanted to break in.

So, we decided to drive down Las Vegas Blvd. and see what else we could find. Karen called a few places and found that none in the vicinity of the Strip had RV parking. We also noticed huge throngs of people on the street and it looked like the town was overflowing with tourists. Part of this was probably because we’ve been so used to being in more remote areas, but part of it had to be because something was going on this weekend.



After striking out in Las Vegas, we headed for Henderson. This is one of the cities where Karen’s brother, Mike, is thinking about living when he comes out to Nevada (he’s one day behind us) later this week. So we thought we’d have a look, too. Karen found a small Hilton hotel that could accommodate us and the Aliner (it’s worse than having a pet) and we checked into the first hotel of our trip. By this time, it was 109 degrees outside and we were ready for a shower and some air conditioning. We also learned that there was an Avengers Comi Con Convention in Las Vegas for the weekend – this could have contributed to the large crowds.


This morning, we got up early for our last leg of the trip. It was already 101 degrees at 10:00AM when we pulled into Baker for gas. It seemed like the closer we got to home, the slower and more congested the traffic became.


We finally made Fullerton late this afternoon. Now, it’s time to get unpacked, get some rest and clean up the car and trailer.



Next: Some closing thoughts.