After it was all over I suggested to Bim that we should calculate how much our spontaneous weekend cost, for future reference, knowing that he could never resist the challenge to count up all the tallies and tie up all the ends. I don't regret asking it, in the same way that I don't regret finishing Emmett's dinner after mine, but I still wish it hadn't happened. No, the reckoning wasn't pretty. But the trip was beautiful.
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| Liv requests to sit in front so she can help drive. Loves the smell of gasoline, loves to push that pedal. |
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| This one loves the scenic life. |
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| Liv wears pants now, as of this day, no big DEAL!!! |
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| Wild animal park. |
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| Coming |
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| and going |
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| and coming |
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| Probably asking Google how to make fire. |
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| No signal? What does that even mean? |
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| Checkin' stuff |
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| Suitable for napping. |
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| Yes, that'll do just fine. |
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| Gotta go tell somebody. |
And that's when the camera battery died. We made a conscious decision not to pack anything but a few clothes, sleeping bags and snacks for the ferry. Not even a camera battery (oof). But at least our cell phones died within hours of arriving and all the power outlets were turned off.
That's when you say some choice bad words and then shrug and cheerfully forge ahead with a new resolution to live in the moment. Because you can't go back again.
Oh, but when we do go back again we are going to make some thriftier choices.
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