Only 18 days and two rain delays later and I’m ready to move into my low income housing and hit the highway.
At last.
Amenities of my plywood pied-a-terre include a comfy bed with a waterproof blanket (in case my new home continues to leak), a male bedpan urinal with a glow-in-the-dark cap (who knew such a thing existed), a fully stocked bar with vodka, whiskey, and beer (thanks to Miss Carol), a full pantry (again thanks to Miss Carol), and plenty of water.
Air conditioning is a rechargeable battery operated fan and lighting is provided by a kerosene lantern and a diesel engine piston head candle holder that my nephew made for me. (it’s awesome)
My kitchen boasts a two propane camp stove, the necessary utensils, and an Rtic cooler for foodstuffs and my little blue cooler (that I have had for decades and centuries) to keep my beer cold.
After nine months of planning, purchasing, and building I’m finally ready to give birth to my trip across ‘Murica.
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