It wasn’t the most direct route but via Fort Smith,
Arkansas, Memphis, Tennessee and Blairsville, Georgia we arrived at Anna Maria
Island still intact and moderately sane.
I’m sure we were a sight to see going down the road looking
somewhat like the modern day Clampett Family of Beverly Hillbilly fame. We had about 80% of all our material
possessions packed in the Honda Accord and appreciate Ben letting us store a
few items at his place. We’re still not
really sure how it all fit but somehow it did, we made it and it sure feels
liberating not to own a bunch of stuff!
Unpacked and settled in we spent Wednesday night on the
island, Thursday night near the Tampa airport and I am writing this from
somewhere over the Gulf of Mexico as we fly back to Texas where we started this
journey last Friday.
We’re looking forward to seeing Ben and Sarah this
afternoon, watching our favorite son in law’s college graduation tonight and
then it’s on to San Francisco tomorrow for the cruise which leaves Sunday. Counting our last night in Texas through this
Sunday night when we are on the ship we will have slept in nine different beds
in eleven nights in six different states from one coast to the other……………The
Traveling Idiots, I think Nana was on to something when she named us.
