Tomorrow, we start our week-long RV mini-trip to Williamsburg. Noah has baseball camp at William and Mary. Jim will probably spend his days watching the camp while I hang out with Bridget and Sean. I'm pretty excited.
This is what our last trip looked like:
There was reading ...
... sleeping ...
... sliding ...
... wading ...
... pouting and whining, of course ...
and, not pictured, relaxing, eating, knitting, and learning how to empty the holding tanks.
The following weekend there is a baseball tournament. It will be interesting to see how that goes. I've never seen such a ridiculous team. Most of the kids have ganged up on one unfortunate player. The ringleader is a particularly obnoxious child, given to temper tantrums and telling adults to "f**k off." Adults who don't work where I work are not accustomed to this sort of behavior and do not know how to deal with it. I kind of doubt I'll make it through a day of baseball without having a little chat with the brat. I hope I don't embarrass Jim and Noah too badly.
There might be one more tournament in early July, and then we can hit the road for real. I doubt we'll make it the 11,000 miles I originally suggested, but we'll get where we can and see what we see.
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