I was a bit apprehensive about this day, and didn’t sleep too well. We had move-out cleaners scheduled for 1pm (an extravagance I insisted upon for sanity) and needed to have everything out of the house by then. And, well, we had a lot of stuff to move. We also had a few house projects to finish and Jason can’t walk by the van without tinkering with something.
He’s outside working on the van when a newspaper lands by his feet. He looks down and there we are. And for the rest of the day in this wonderfully small town we were recognized as minor local celebrities. Several people, including two of Alameda’s finest, stopped by to wish us well, chat about the trip, and gave us some contacts in Argentina. It was a bit of a strange feeling to arbitrarily have folks walk up or ride up on a bicycle and offer their well-wishes, but we definitely appreciate the interest. We are very excited to finally get moving soon… For anyone new to the blog, welcome to our adventure.
The actual departure is another story. We have to leave the house tomorrow at noon. After a very exhausting day week, I think our casa is ready. A few small projects tomorrow morning, a donation trip to Goodwill, and one last box of Mexican travel books sent to my mom for pickup before we leave the country.
Easy enough, but our departure from the greater Bay Area is still unknown. We sold 1 of 2 cars today, but can’t leave until we sell the other. (If anyone is in need of a ’98 Explorer Sport 4WD, let me know)! We also have some items for the trip that being shipped to our (former) house that haven’t arrived. And, well, the van just ain’t quite ready. If I hear “it”s running great for a new engine” one more time after it dies, someone may get hurt. Bode and I have a new tradition of sitting on the front steps and laughing as the car dies and has to be restarted. Such is life.
Jason seemed happy when he called to tell me the van broke down when he went to lunch yesterday and he fixed it with duct tape. Should I be worried?