Rory, my trusty truck, and I are going on the trip of a lifetime!
I work with incredible people, there’s just no other way to say it. I mentioned in my last post that my last day on service on the hospital side involved a lunch party. The staff of 8 West sent me off in style, with a hilarious card, an Amazon gift card and my very own pigacorn. Continue reading “So Blessed”
I don’t do selfies. First of all, I’m not that interesting to look at. Second of all, it’s hard to focus the camera properly when it’s pointed at you. And finally, I was informed today that it’s downright dangerous to do selfies, as some of my colleagues in CF clinic regaled me with stories of the many ways people have died while taking selfies. No worries, I’m not going to take any. Continue reading “Selfies? Yeah, No.”
I have to meet everyone in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho on June 11. I’m planning to be in the area earlier than that, as my last post detailed. From Idaho, we’ll leave to head towards Banff and Jasper. Continue reading “The Alaskan Itinerary”
I’ve traveled to 44 of the states. I’m missing Alaska (ahem), Hawaii, Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire and Delaware. It’s funny, because a ton of my college friends live in Boston and I’ve visited them many times, but never made it north of Peabody, MA.
I did not buy a trailer planning to go to Alaska. It might have been cheaper, had I known. Because within 2 years of buying my Open Range Light 272RLS and Bruce, my F-250, I traded them both in for a new fifth wheel and for Rory, my diesel F-350. Bruce had a gas engine, and he quite frankly struggled going up hills in Kentucky, Tennessee and southern Indiana. It’s not fun pulling a 35 foot trailer up a hill on I-64 with your foot pegged to the floor praying a semi doesn’t run up your rear end as you putt along at 40 mph.
