During our first week of full-time travel, we made three stops as we drove toward Pennsylvania. The first was in Stuart, Virginia to visit friends. The second was outside of Lynchburg for a couple of nights. And the third was an overnight trip to Harrisonburg, Virginia to say hello to a friend. These stops were designed to keep our “moving” days relatively short (versus a long 8-10 hour driving day pulling an RV).
My friend Sharon is one of the loveliest, funniest people I have the privilege of knowing. We met in 1996 when a mutual friend introduced us as Sharon was starting up a company. She hired me as her Office Manager (her first hire), and I accompanied her the day she signed the lease on her first office space. Those early days, helping her establish this new company, are some of my fondest from the “corporate” world. I left at the beginning of 1998 as her company was beginning to zoom into the stratosphere of success, and we stayed in contact and saw each other over the years. She eventually sold her company and moved back to Virginia to be close to her family, and I have visited her a few times since. It was a delight to be able to stop in with our Airstream so she could see our new “home” and catch up with each other’s lives.