The weather today is beautiful. Perfect temperature and a blue sky with little wispy clouds chasing each other toward the horizon. It is days like this when I can't wait to hit the road.
And I have good news! The generator has been repaired. It was a simple fix, as I kept telling Dave. It is nice to know that in all my research, I was right. Then again, I always love being right. It was a problem with the cables. We had a local guy come out and look at it. He turned up in an electric blue Gran Torino. The trunk was FULL of tools. And he looked like Bill Clinton. He was good looking and looked good for his age, perhaps due to an active lifestyle and not being married! But he couldn't say enough nice stuff about our rig, which is a nice change. Usually it's a whole load of breaths deeply pulled and held as it's inspected. Although he did remind Dave of the guy in Father Ted who incessantly gabbles inane crap, whether being listened to or not. He did go on a bit, and then charged us $75 for the pleasure of his conversation and inverting the battery wires. We kinda hoped he would go easy on us, but I am beginning to realise that it is rare when this happens, so appreciate it when it does.
More good news - Dave and I passed our driving tests. It was a totally different experience to the palm-sweat inducing experience in England. Don't get me wrong - it should be hard, it should be something to take very seriously as it is one of the most dangerous things we do. But Americans are happy to send their kids out on the road, but god forbid they should have a drink at 18! But anyway, we had an hour of driving lesson before the practical test. The written was common sense with a few 'stopping distance' style questions thrown in for good measure. Our hour lesson turned into more like 30 - 45 minutes as we were deemed ready to take the official exam. I asked about crossing your hands over the wheel - "I don't really care about that" was the response. And here, it is signal, mirror, manoeuvre, which was the hardest habit to break, Why signal first? Surely you want to see what's going on behind you before you brazenly stick your winker out? But we both passed with flying colours (I passed with one more flying colour than Dave, but let us not be petty).
But we still don't know when we are going to leave. Ideally, it would be July, but we have a better chance of finding Big Foot. The hope is August, but I think we may be too hopeful. Then the question arises about winter RVing. Will it be warm enough down south to keep us comfy in a tin box? Do we put it off til next summer? I'm not sure my sanity could take another winter here, not where we live. We live in Lake City, home to the crackheads that are rejected from the city. I love our flat, but the area just has nothing really going for it. There are places like Fremont and Ballard where there is a hive of activity; bars, cafes, parks, and like-minded people. Plus, I like the people I work with, but it has a shelf life. I've risen through the ranks as far as I'm going to get in that amount of time and it is just the same thing every day. Since it is a cafe only attended by employees of Amazon, the clientèle don't provide much variety either. So we are both applying for catering work on top of our jobs. For those of you who don't know me very well, this is unprecedented. Never in my life have I needed or wanted to work so much. I like having one job, doing it well, but having it in the background, something to fund 'life.' When you have a goal, it becomes easier to stomach. I'm still not happy about it, but it's easier to cope with than the thought of staying for longer.
As I have promised, I now have pictures to stick up. I am going to try and be better about that. I know it breaks up the reading, no matter how riveting it may be :)
This has nothing to do with the RV, but I thought it was hilarious. Consider it a free gift.
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Just to give it a little perspective on the size - 30ft
Various items of clothing are covered in Dicor - the sealant we use to repair the roof
This is our bedroom at the back, The shower is next to the arrow, so whoever is in bed can have a show!
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Our floor to ceiling panoramic windows....
This is our living space, the camera died before we got a picture of the kitchen
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