So, we have a motorhome. At last. Outside our house sits the beauty that will take us around the UK in 30 days. For those who are new to this blog here’s a round up.
We picked the motorhome up this afternoon with two very excited boys going slightly nuts about the whole thing. After getting all my nerves out in our first trip in a motorhome back at Easter, getting behind the wheel was fairly straightforward. I felt like an old pro. It’s the same Fiat Ducato base (complete with the cup holders that every youtube review seems to rave about from 2016 models upwards). I felt the buzz as soon as we pulled off and loved driving it home. We’re still figuring out how to dull the noisiest of the rattles, son2 had to change up to the front seat at one point but I think we can work it out tomorrow morning when we set off for the month ahead.
Packing cubes for our clothes were a genius recommend and have made it much easier to pack up the van. This time round, with a bigger van, we have a garage at the back which our camping table, chairs, wellies and scooters have gone into. It’s been brilliant to have so much storage. We’ve found a place for the coffee and tea box and are looking forward to putting to good use the AeroPress husbandface got for his birthday this year. All the food and bedding will go in tomorrow morning, the boys were glad they could help out with some of the packing- they were put to bed before we did the majority of loading up tonight.
I can’t wait. We are off on our adventures. I am so glad. I love our city, I love the bowl of green we live in, I love the communities we are part of and I love our friends that are family who care for us so well. But I am also ready to leave for a bit, to explore new places, to sit and marvel at our world. To taste and see the Maker’s touch on the world and to catch up with friends and family. I am ready to leave and to find the reasons to come home. I can feel hope stirring in my heart and I can’t help but end with a bit of Shawshank Redemption. Here’s Red who always captures the feeling of heading to new horizons so well.
I find I’m so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
So there you go. I imagine I will tweet and blog lots about our adventures. For some of the trip I plan to reject all of social media and for some I shall embrace it all again. I might save more for the return than on the journey, we shall see.
I want to read, I want to be still, I want to breathe and hear my Makers voice again. I want to engage with the people in front of me. We’ll see how social media fits in with all that. As for now, I need to sleep. See you out on the road…