Last night, as I stood outside of Nacho changing my shirt, it dawned on me: we’re homeless.
We set off from Cave Creek yesterday on the first real day of our trip with the goal of getting to Puerto Penasco, Mexico. An hour after leaving the plan was adjusted, and we decided to see a group of my childhood friends in Tucson for dinner. No problem, we can still be rugged overlanders in Tucson, we’d just camp in Nacho in my friend Shannon’s driveway. Extreme. As it turns out, our great around the world Vanagon road trip is turning out to be full of unexpected twists; Sheena and I woke up this morning on an air mattress on Shannon’s floor, and then Shannon made us breakfast and coffee. After that I tweaked my back while writing on the computer, which prompted our friend Leah, a massage therapist, to give both of us massages. We are so rugged.
We’re readily settling into a routine of relaxation and general laziness, as it’s 11:19 and we still haven’t left. No matter, we’ll be in Puerto Penasco by the evening. This also means that we’ll be leaving the easy internet access of the United States. We have an international mobile internet card, but we’ve never used it before, so there’s a possibility that it may take a couple of days to get it figured out. If the blog doesn’t update for a couple of days, it probably doesn’t mean we’ve been kidnapped. Give us a few days, then send in a rescue squad.
As we go, we’ll be updating our live map using a GPS tracker. This will help someone find and recover Nacho in the event that we manage to get ourselves thrown in the clink.
Time to hit the road. Adios Estados Unidos!