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We are packing up and loading the trailer again. This is our least favorite part of the gypsy life. But, when you don’t have many belongings, it’s not so bad. Of course, we are currently in a beach house, which means we’re on stilts, which means walking up and down a bunch of stairs.
I hate stairs! I try really hard to rent homes that are ground level. But, that’s not always possible.
Our next home is a modernized Victorian in downtown Augusta.
Tomorrow, we point the gypsy mobile to Augusta and head off to our next adventure.
We’re down to 4 days left here in Hot Springs Village in Arkansas. Jodi and I both are ready to move on. It’s been nice being in a quiet place, but now the silence is getting unnerving. It also takes a while to get to civilization.
I think a stay here would be better if it stayed under 2 weeks. That would be enough time to decompress without starting to feel like we’re somewhere near Deliverance territory. But, as Jodi and I have agreed, we can live anywhere for a month. So, all in all we’re still having fun.
We drove into Little Rock for dinner yesterday evening. When we go back, we found the dreaded red tag on our trailer. It appears that one of our neighbors, most likely the one next door, has taken exception to the trailer being parked in the driveway and called whoever handles neighborhood complaints.
We don’t think that the area normally passes out violation notices, because whoever delivered the notice wrote that a neighbor filed a complaint. The notice said we have 72 hours to move it or start getting daily fines. It works out well because we’ll be leaving just after the 72 hour deadline. So, we called and left a message with the guy who left the tag and let him know we’d be leaving soon. Hopefully that will be satisfactory and we won’t have to try to get the trailer into the garage or elsewhere for a day before we bring it back to pack it and leave.
On a side note, we watched a coyote trot by the house a few days ago. You don’t see that everyday.
I’m not exactly sure how many miles of sidewalks there are in the villages, but it’s a bunch. If you happened to be here when you can stand the heat, I think you could take a different path everyday for a month before you had a repeat trip. Unless you’re a marathon runner and then you’d probably finish them all in a couple of days. If that’s the case, then yay for you. I’ll catch up later.
Many of you have asked how we travel with our stuff. Well, here’s the grand tour of our trailer.
It is Thursday night and we’ll be leaving Fripp Island bright and early on Saturday morning. Yesterday evening we stopped on our way back to the house and picked up our trailer from the lot we parked it in. If you read our earlier posts, you’ll remember that on our first night on Fripp security came to tell us that we can’t park our trailer at the house, but there just happens to be a construction office on the island where you can pay to park it. Very convenient.
So earlier today I saw an older man stop his car in front of our house and was on the phone while looking toward our Jeep and trailer. I told Jodi about him and told that I bet it wouldn’t be long before security knocked on the door.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before one of Fripp’s finest came knocking. Oddly enough, it was the same guy as the first night. He informed me that we can’t park the trailer here. I let him know that we have it here to pack so we can leave early on Saturday.
You might think that he responded by saying, “Oh, ok. Well have a good night and thanks for visiting Fripp Island.” You thought wrong!
When I told him that we have the trailer here to pack so we can leave Saturday morning, his response was, and I quote “It’s only Thursday.” WHAT!!!!!
I was able to keep my calm and let him know that the trailer is here to be packed, we’re leaving Saturday and the trailer is staying. He left and we are back to counting the hours. Common sense is severely lacking on some parts of this island. Jodi was kind enough to make a large sign to hang on the trailer letting all know that we’ll be leaving soon, so stop calling the cops about a little box trailer.
It’s time to pack and go, sort of. Actually, we’re very ready to get back on the road to our next destination. We started to begin packing up today and then we realized we don’t really have much to pack. I’ll need to get our trailer from the storage lot on Fripp Island and pack up a little in the house, but then we’re done. More than anything, we’re just ready to go again and see what’s next. We’re also happy that the next stop will be a little less remote.
Some of what we brought never made it out of the plastic tubs we have them in. They held things we just didn’t need yet. We’ve also managed to downsize just a tiny bit more. It’s kind of weird because normally packing means going room by room and is kind of a long process. Now it’s 2 or 3 hours to get totally packed and ready to go.
Believe me when I say I’m not complaining. It’s just weird to have so few things to pack. In fact, it’s nice to know that it’s a relatively small, easily managed task that won’t physically damage either of us. We have been talking about getting a slightly larger trailer because we think it would be a good idea to buy a scooter as a type of second vehicle at some point. But, that’s a goal for later on. Maybe someone will read our blogs and be so impressed that they want to donate those. 🙂 Or maybe not.
It’s almost time for us to move on to new views. We’ve been on Fripp Island, South Carolina since the first part of December and it’s time to move in just a week. We’ve enjoyed our time here, but we’re ready to move on and experience whatever God has in store for us next.
We’re also ready to see the sun on a more regular basis. Sunny days have been hit and miss here on Fripp during these winter months. Neither of us do particularly well with long stretches of gray.
I keep worrying that we won’t be able to fit our things back into our little trailer. Jodi keeps reminding me that we have in fact minimized our stuff even more since we’ve been here. She’s right and I keep forgetting that.
I do wish that were allowed to have our little box trailer here at the house so that I could get unused things packed up. Unfortunately, we’re only allowed to have it at the house for 24 hours at a time. Or maybe 48 hours. I can’t remember for sure now.