Crystal River FL
The forecast for today indicated the rain would stop in the late morning, with a slight chance of thunder storms in the evening. Reality did not bear this out. It rained slowly and continuously through the day.
Our room at the Holiday Inn was such a treat. The bathroom was bigger than all the living space in our trailer. Kelly estimated we could park and open the trailer in the main room. There was free Internet, a big desk, and comfortable chairs. There was a microwave and the fridge was bigger than the one in our trailer.
We decided to stay another day, for no other reason than it felt so incredibly good to be in the hotel space. We felt some guilt about this: the room wasn’t cheap and we weren’t rich. This guilt would not last long.
Mid-morning, we ventured out into the world to see whether we still had a trailer, and if so, to find clean underwear for another day. The flooding looked worse today than it had yesterday. The road-side flooding on our access road was deeper than it had been before. The flooding around our trailer had receded, but it had clearly risen to the stabilizing jacks on the front corners of the trailer.
While planning our year-long adventure, we’d read books about full-time RVers and knew they’d all taken “breaks” from the road. Some of them flew home every few months; others met up with friends at specific spots; others slept in hotels every now and then. We knew we’d probably need some sort of break, but hadn’t really discussed or planned what it would be. Today, we figured out how important it was to get away from the Little Box. Kelly thought we needed to do this about once every month. We agreed that, next time, we’d plan it so we’re not paying for a camp site AND a hotel room on the same day.
It felt pretty decadent to be in a hotel room two nights in a row. But, the weather was terrible and our campsite was not completely safe. I wasn’t ready to be afraid like I was yesterday. So, we enjoyed the room, with no guilt about this sojourn from the camper.
The forecast for today indicated the rain would stop in the late morning, with a slight chance of thunder storms in the evening. Reality did not bear this out. It rained slowly and continuously through the day.
Our room at the Holiday Inn was such a treat. The bathroom was bigger than all the living space in our trailer. Kelly estimated we could park and open the trailer in the main room. There was free Internet, a big desk, and comfortable chairs. There was a microwave and the fridge was bigger than the one in our trailer.
We decided to stay another day, for no other reason than it felt so incredibly good to be in the hotel space. We felt some guilt about this: the room wasn’t cheap and we weren’t rich. This guilt would not last long.
Mid-morning, we ventured out into the world to see whether we still had a trailer, and if so, to find clean underwear for another day. The flooding looked worse today than it had yesterday. The road-side flooding on our access road was deeper than it had been before. The flooding around our trailer had receded, but it had clearly risen to the stabilizing jacks on the front corners of the trailer.
While planning our year-long adventure, we’d read books about full-time RVers and knew they’d all taken “breaks” from the road. Some of them flew home every few months; others met up with friends at specific spots; others slept in hotels every now and then. We knew we’d probably need some sort of break, but hadn’t really discussed or planned what it would be. Today, we figured out how important it was to get away from the Little Box. Kelly thought we needed to do this about once every month. We agreed that, next time, we’d plan it so we’re not paying for a camp site AND a hotel room on the same day.
It felt pretty decadent to be in a hotel room two nights in a row. But, the weather was terrible and our campsite was not completely safe. I wasn’t ready to be afraid like I was yesterday. So, we enjoyed the room, with no guilt about this sojourn from the camper.
Just a word of advice on hotels. I was trying to do mom and pop hotels on my trip across the country and quickly found out that the ones I had in my price range were usually nasty. The best chain I found for the price was Motel 6. It was consistently the nicest and cleanest of all the chains. Most of the other chains in that price range really varied from city to city.
ReplyDeleteAnd don't forget while you are still on that side of the county don't forget to visit Meremac Caverns in Missouri.
You have a rational schedule if you plan on hitting the hotels once a month.
ReplyDeleteSo....what kind travel plans do you have in terms of destination and arrival times? Just asking because I want to see you two.