Day 20. It’s been all serendipity since the day Brad and I found each other, sometimes ridiculously so. However, this past week has been a comedy of misfortune, and we’re just not used to that.
To sum it up, we’ve been chasing a rainbow – moving from one place to another (sometimes being asked to leave), having our registration fees refunded, the campsites closing or closed… State parks, city parks, BLM parks, private RV parks… Most people have been nice. Some people have seemed irritated that we are out when we should be at “home” sheltering in place. But this is our home, and not everyone that we meet is fully understanding of our situation. It’s ok.
This is what laundry day as a nomad looks like…
Day 19. Idaho!
It also may not be day 19. I’ve lost all sense of normalcy, time, and routine. All I know for sure is that this has been an adventure. We’ve been kicked out of so many places, and not even for reasons of bad behavior! Idaho, we deserve better than that, so we are coming to your state and going to inhale all of that wide open space.
Day 17. Our time at Lake Chelan has been brief. We were allowed to stay through the end of the week, which we had reserved and paid for. But today we were informed that they wanted to shut down the campground early, and that we had to leave. I’ve been feeling a bit sad about that. It was nice having a feeling of security that we would have a place to stay, however brief, and not have to be constantly on the hunt for the next place. A little rest would be nice… But this is the nomad’s life. Brad makes it better by being cheerful and adaptable. He’s the best partner in life.
So we’ve returned to a familiar place – a little city park by a river with a boat landing and lots of trees, RV spaces with power and water. We were here a few days ago. It’s a complete ghost town. It’s like people have just evaporated. We have the place to ourselves. That part really is my apocalyptic dream-come-true. I’m such an introvert!
So I’ll leave you with a parting photo of the beautiful Lake Chelan – but this time in black and white to convey the mood of darkness that has fallen over me temporarily.