Our First Leg

Greetings from suburban Kansas City! It's really - and I mean really - great to be here.

It's the first of 30 mornings in our ol' hometown. We slept in and are giving ourselves a leisurely day before we get too involved in all of the things there are to do here. Our RV park really - and I mean really - isn't much. But, we don't care. We're here. The first "leg" of our fulltiming journey is complete.

Nine and a half years ago, after all of our stuff was boxed and loaded onto a moving truck by professionals, we packed my Volkswagen Passat with everything that was left, including our geriatric cat. In the pre-dawn hours of that April Fool's Day (That should have been some kind of omen!) we left our native Kansas City and headed west. Three days later we were in our new home in the Bay Area - road weary, done being in a confined space with a meowing cat, and a bit shell shocked. Our plan was to be gone three to five years. Well, we overshot that a bit!

Our return trip could not have been more different. We sold nearly all of our stuff. We loaded what we needed into our year-old motorhome, and packed the rest ourselves in a tiny POD. Instead of taking three days, we took eight weeks! Along the way, we've visited old friends, met new ones, caught up with family and seen some absolutely stunning sights. And, we've barely heard a peep out of the two cats we're traveling with these days. And, us? We are rested, refreshed and free!

After eight weeks on the road, we're still fulltiming newbies. And, we newbies have completed our first mission: We've come home. With that, we've finished the chapter of our lives in which we were Californians. Now, we're fulltimers. And, after we rest up for a month at home in our rolling home, we'll be on the road again.

On the next leg of our journey, we have no particular place to go. And our plans? They're wide open!