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Remission, Rough Roads and Sweet Reminders πŸ’«πŸ©·


Yesterday we officially hit the road again! We pulled out of Las Vegas, pointed the rig east, and started our journey toward Tennessee — our winter destination and new workamping adventure at Ober Mountain in Gatlinburg.

Before leaving Vegas, we stopped to visit family and squeeze in a little medical maintenance. I had blood work and a doctor appointment, and by all accounts, I’m still in remission! πŸ™ŒπŸΌ Of course, I still prefer the word healed… but you know. πŸ˜‰ God is good — all the time.


We were also blessed to make it to church while we were there, and it was exactly what our hearts needed — a beautiful time to get refueled, refocused, and filled up before hitting the road again. πŸ•Š️


We left Las Vegas bright and early yesterday morning—our first stop: Winslow, Arizona. (No, unfortunately, we didn’t stand on the corner. πŸ˜‰)


Let’s just say our “landing” into Winslow wasn’t exactly smooth… in fact, it was a rough landing — literally and figuratively. When we opened the RV door after parking, we were greeted by a crime scene of sorts: the freezer had popped open and most of our carefully packed food had thawed. The bottom drawer below the refrigerator had also popped open and the bottom had fallen out, and to top it off, the pantry shelf had collapsed, dumping things into the bottom pantry.


On the bright side? Not a single pantry jar broke — which, in RV life, practically qualifies as a miracle. And even better — gas was only $2.73 a gallon! In this economy, that’s a blessing worth celebrating. πŸ™ŒπŸΌ⛽️



For anyone wondering — I-40 is not a fun interstate to travel on. It’s rough, bumpy, and full of surprises (none of which are good). Unfortunately, it’s also the road that will take us all the way to Tennessee… so here’s hoping the next few states are a little kinder to our cabinets and nerves.


This is the not-so-glamorous, totally unfiltered side of full-time RV living. Things shift, rattle, and break, no matter how carefully you plan. But you learn to laugh, clean up the mess, tighten a few screws, and keep rolling — because the next sunrise will make it all worth it.


Here’s to the beautiful, messy, unpredictable adventure of life on the road. 🚐✨.  Because even on the roughest roads, God’s still the one driving — and He always gets us where we’re meant to be. πŸ™πŸΌ


Thanks for following our journey — even through the bumps. πŸ’›


I’ll close this with a verse God put on my heart:


Proverbs 3:6 (NKJV) 

In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.


Until next time, keep joy in your hearts. πŸ’›✨


With love and gratitude,

Ali 

Comments

  1. Oh know!!!!! I need to make more meatballs and chicken soup!😱

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  2. I’m thanking God you are still “healed” and kinda laughing pretty hard here across the pond about your travel adventures!! I’m betting the fridge / freezer will be secured quite well on the rest of your travels πŸ˜‚

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