Walt Disney World FL to Sarasota FL
Packing up after a longer stay is a new experience for us. Thank heavens we started last night! We’re starting to get a rhythm to this. I pack up the bathroom and the bedroom. Then, I go outside and do all the flushing and draining and disconnecting. It’s a dirty job, but easier on me physically than all the heavy lifting stuff that Kelly does inside. This time it was a bit more challenging than usual because we knew the trailer would have to be nearly empty when we delivered it to the dealer for service. So, clothes came out of the wardrobe and drawer and into a suitcase while items we knew we wouldn’t need until we returned to the Open Road got packed away.
Our drive to Sarasota was pretty much like our other towing days. It’s a lot easier to pull out of a parking space than it is to back into one! Walt Disney World property, with its maze of roads, can get pretty confusing. Maggie (our trusty GPS) can’t tell the difference between a public road and an access road. So, we were happy we’d been driving around enough over the past week to get a pretty good mental map of where we had to go to get onto the highway. Traffic was very heavy the whole way. We stay in the far right lane, keeping it just under 60 miles per hour, which means we sometimes have truck issues. We got stuck in a convoy – four big dump trucks hauling gravel. Even though each bed was covered with tarps, stones were flying everywhere. Naturally, a stone hit our windshield and cracked it. It grew longer, giving us lively conversation for the rest of the trip. How long would it get? Would the windshield fall into my lap? Would our insurance cover it? What would happen next? Clearly the universe has been quite creative so far.
I love Sarasota. Driving into town felt like coming home. Blue skies, a faint breeze, warm air. There’s nothing like it. Maureen saw us pull down the street and came over to greet us. The folks next door came out, too. We quickly unloaded our gear into the garage and took off for Port Charlotte and the RV repair shop.
We somehow managed to complete all these tasks before sunset. We had supper at one of our favorite spots – Sharkey’s on the Pier (http://www.sharkysonthepier.com/). Fresh hope for a new day comes easily after fish tacos and a sunset at Sharkey’s.
But wait: there’s more! The day did not end here. Our next stop was Wal-Mart for a TV. After ten years with Kelly, I’ve learned when to just get out of the way. No, I didn’t want a TV. Yes, we got a TV. Flat screen, slightly larger than an index card. TV was one of the things I wanted to get away from on this journey, but more about that on another day.
Packing up after a longer stay is a new experience for us. Thank heavens we started last night! We’re starting to get a rhythm to this. I pack up the bathroom and the bedroom. Then, I go outside and do all the flushing and draining and disconnecting. It’s a dirty job, but easier on me physically than all the heavy lifting stuff that Kelly does inside. This time it was a bit more challenging than usual because we knew the trailer would have to be nearly empty when we delivered it to the dealer for service. So, clothes came out of the wardrobe and drawer and into a suitcase while items we knew we wouldn’t need until we returned to the Open Road got packed away.
Our drive to Sarasota was pretty much like our other towing days. It’s a lot easier to pull out of a parking space than it is to back into one! Walt Disney World property, with its maze of roads, can get pretty confusing. Maggie (our trusty GPS) can’t tell the difference between a public road and an access road. So, we were happy we’d been driving around enough over the past week to get a pretty good mental map of where we had to go to get onto the highway. Traffic was very heavy the whole way. We stay in the far right lane, keeping it just under 60 miles per hour, which means we sometimes have truck issues. We got stuck in a convoy – four big dump trucks hauling gravel. Even though each bed was covered with tarps, stones were flying everywhere. Naturally, a stone hit our windshield and cracked it. It grew longer, giving us lively conversation for the rest of the trip. How long would it get? Would the windshield fall into my lap? Would our insurance cover it? What would happen next? Clearly the universe has been quite creative so far.
I love Sarasota. Driving into town felt like coming home. Blue skies, a faint breeze, warm air. There’s nothing like it. Maureen saw us pull down the street and came over to greet us. The folks next door came out, too. We quickly unloaded our gear into the garage and took off for Port Charlotte and the RV repair shop.
We somehow managed to complete all these tasks before sunset. We had supper at one of our favorite spots – Sharkey’s on the Pier (http://www.sharkysonthepier.com/). Fresh hope for a new day comes easily after fish tacos and a sunset at Sharkey’s.
But wait: there’s more! The day did not end here. Our next stop was Wal-Mart for a TV. After ten years with Kelly, I’ve learned when to just get out of the way. No, I didn’t want a TV. Yes, we got a TV. Flat screen, slightly larger than an index card. TV was one of the things I wanted to get away from on this journey, but more about that on another day.
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