...O'r the Highways We Go

We're spending our Christmas Eve in our home as it hurtles down the road at 70mph. That's right--we're in the motorhome. We spent the last three days packing it up and now we're on I-77 S, heading toward Florida.



A friend let us borrow his air card (thanks, Shon) so we'll be able to keep you updated throughout the trip.

To all you aggressive drivers out there, please, oh, please, don't cut off motorhomes when approaching stoplights; they don't stop on a dime.

The kids are happily playing their DS game systems.



The boys are buckled in at the dinette, but Gem has taken up residence on our bed in the back. She is reading books as she bounces down the road. I gave her the complete works of Roald Dahl (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory author).