12 days and 4,555 miles after we left California, we have arrived in the wonderful town of Mount Washington, Massachusetts which will be my home for the next three months. Having captained the Arab for so many miles all across the U.S. mostly successfully (no living beings were damaged and only a couple of objects suffered), I somehow managed to sprain my ankle within a couple of hours of arriving, and it is now quite swollen and looking bruised.
We were planning on visiting Harpers Ferry and Gettysburg yesterday as we passed through West Virginia and into Pennsylvania. It was, however, 53 degrees and raining when we arrived in Harpers Ferry, and not much better an hour or so later when we got to Gettysburg. Those NPS sites have been put aside for another trip.
Final thoughts on the journey: the best parts were the unexpected places we discovered when we left the interstates. The interstates are miles and miles of nothing but rest stops, gas stations and fast food at the exits. Off the interstates is where you find the real America and its people, those like Officer Henderson, the kind policeman in Pensacola, Florida, and the old lady (she must have been close to 85) who is still making and selling preserves and relishes and running the farm stand outside of Vidalia, Georgia. I found a couple of places I definitely want to visit and spend more than an hour or two: Savannah, Georgia, Charleston, South Carolina, and Harpers Ferry, West Virginia to name a few.
Both Linda and I discovered we liked sleeping in the RV best when it wasn’t too hot outside. The AC is really loud, so it seems you have to choose between sweat and quiet … I’m thinking of trading the Arab in for a class B motor home instead. I think I would be happier driving something smaller. We shall see.
As always, you can see photos from the trip on either my Facebook page or on Instagram. Addresses below.
Thanks for traveling with us. The next adventure begins in a couple of weeks with a trip to Maine!