As you all know, our trip to the west coast has had a few fits and starts, going south and north first. Today, we are finally heading west, to live in our little home on wheels for the next 10 months. Any wagers as to how far we get??
We think the house is ready. We turned off the water, emptied and unplugged the refrigerator and other appliances, covered furniture with sheets, closed drains, and everything else we could think of.
With all that done, we set off, and what an auspicious start it was. We were on I-76, traveling at 3 miles per hour because a buckle in the road was supposedly being repaired. This backed up the traffic for miles. At nearly 1 p.m., we hadn’t even reached Hershey. Lee asked me to send a message to the Governor, saying he wants a credit on his E-ZPass. I wrote Lee’s message, hit the “Submit” button, and was notified that there had been a disruption of service on the Governor’s contact page and to try again later!! Oh, the irony!
We finally drove through the construction area, where no one was doing any construction – they were just placing cones on the road to close one lane. We then drove into a thunderstorm with torrential downpours.
At about 2 we reached Harrisburg, where we turned off to a truck tire place to have the lugs on the tires tightened. This is because Lee had new tires installed on the RV on Friday, and was told to have the lugs tightened between 100 and 150 miles. I overheard the technician say very loudly, “Nooobody ever stops to have their lugs tightened!” But we did anyway. Better safe than sorry, right?
We are now securely ensconced for the evening in a campground just west of the town of Somerset, at the foot of the Laurel Ridge Mountains in southwest Pennsylvania. It is lovely here, and the thunderstorms cleared the humidity from the air, at least for now.
The parakeets (Beanie and Barney) seem happy to be in the motor home again. They are flying back and forth, front to back to front, chatting and singing, stopping occasionally to terrorize Munchkin by sitting on his cage. Munchkin seems happy that the motor home has finally stopped. He's ready for bed - he can hardly keep his eyes open.
We will spend tomorrow here, and then off to Ohio on Wednesday!

