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Posted by Scott on 05/11 | Permalink | Email this entry |
It’s 6am and I’m still on Trish Time. Back in the comforts of my own home, I no longer have to figure out the route, make the energy drinks or the peanut butter sandwich Trish takes with her, get the GPS working, or the videos downloaded, or work the checklist to make sure she has everything she needs before she rides off.
I can take a moment to breathe, and consider the journey.
There is the business of the day.
It began as I described above, with the tasks necessary to get Trish on the road on time. Making a peanut butter sandwich is easy; figuring out how to stay within miles of Trish, driving an RV through tight lanes and poorly marked streets in the rain, not so much. The morning often involved recalculating the route for any number of reasons, which meant that I got on Google Maps, Beth read the directions of the planned route, and Trish tried to reprogram her Garmin, the nifty little piece of technology that points Trish in the right direction down to the street, but never really shows the big picture. Needless to say, Trish never got lost, but we did. Often. That was tough on Trish, needing warmer clothes or food and we’re no where in sight. It was tough on me, because I hate bad signage. And there is lots of it out there.
I can take a moment to breathe, and consider the journey.
There is the business of the day.
It began as I described above, with the tasks necessary to get Trish on the road on time. Making a peanut butter sandwich is easy; figuring out how to stay within miles of Trish, driving an RV through tight lanes and poorly marked streets in the rain, not so much. The morning often involved recalculating the route for any number of reasons, which meant that I got on Google Maps, Beth read the directions of the planned route, and Trish tried to reprogram her Garmin, the nifty little piece of technology that points Trish in the right direction down to the street, but never really shows the big picture. Needless to say, Trish never got lost, but we did. Often. That was tough on Trish, needing warmer clothes or food and we’re no where in sight. It was tough on me, because I hate bad signage. And there is lots of it out there.
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