We made it to our gate! Martin, Miss C, and I feel like pack mules, but fortunately, the check-in lady politely whistled and winked when two of our bags were slightly (slightly!) over the limit, and sent them on their way with no fuss. Whew!!!
THANK YOU to everyone who welcomed us, who hosted us, who loved on us, and who made this trip so incredible. And there are soooo many more we weren’t able to see and visit, but who reached out to us nevertheless. There is never enough time, but we leave here with so many great memories. We appreciate all the love and support, and can’t wait until our paths cross again. Goodbye, America!
It’s only 10:45 a.m., but he’s already milk-drunk and sun-kissed. Fortunately, the tall Danish camper next to us is playing smooth jazz hits, and with the birds and lake sounds nearby, conditions are perfect for a late morning nap.