Sugar and I had dinner last night with friends, Kent and Trisha. Recently, I wrote about Kent returning from a six month sabbatical the very same week that our cat returned from hers. Each have had trouble adjusting to their respective former lives. We have the cat locked on the back screened-in porch. By contrast Kent’s law firm staff have not been successful keeping him locked in his familiar office. This week he announced his retirement.
The cat has everything she needs on the porch — food, water, a litter box, and a bed.
Kent and Trisha purchased a motorhome. It has all those same things and more. For example, they upgraded from a mere litter box to have better accomodations. Classy!
They are booked for a trip to Alaska. It sounds like a wonderful way to travel. They are going to be part of a wagon train. There will be a wagonmaster, a mechanic, and a paramedic with the wagon train. People with RVs will travel together, each with a two-way radio so the wagonmaster can communicate with them. He will also serve as tour guide and comment via radio on what they are seeing. What a great idea.
Sugar and I have an RV. What we don’t have is the time. We are envious, but we will vicariously enjoy our friends’ adventures.