After feeling rooted for more than four months in the same spot, it’s time to get used to moving again and updating our full-time RVing maps every time we do.
I already miss the hot tubs. And I doubt we’ll be swimming again before we return in Fall. Yes, I have a feeling this will become a regular thing. After four snowbird seasons at FoY, we’re hooked.
But with Spring come the wildflowers, and the bugs, and the snakes, and the heat…
It will be interesting to see what changes we find upon our return in eight months.
Yeah, I guess I’m already counting the days. Well at least the months, so far.
Working from home full-time, we never quite get to enjoy FOY to its fullest – unlike all the retired folks, with such busy schedules of their own. I laugh when the office staff refers to everyone being on vacation.
You might consider us on a permanent working vacation. But I was able to catch the parade as it passed by our site. At least for a few photos, before ditching inside to get back to work.
It didn’t take long to browse the entire FOY Fair, though the residents seemed to be spending the entire day mingling about.
We weren’t very interested in paying forty bucks for the short Balloon ride many others seem to have enjoyed.
And personally, I didn’t feel especially comfortable going up in the air with folks that can’t even spell balloon!
Once we get back into our new routine, however, time on the road will likely fly by as it did during our stay. Before long we will be saying FOY Or Bust once again!
In fact, the old nomadic routine already feels pretty good. From full hookups and daily soaks to boondocking in a casino parking lot, we are back in the game, and officially back on the road again.