State number 47, South Dakota, I can't believe it's almost over. It's going to be difficult to give North Dakota the same treatment that we gave New York, because there is a growing concern about how we will be able to adjust to life without wheels. Each day when we woke up I took a picture of the windshield view. Although a lot of those views were parking lots, they were in different places nearly everyday. My neighbor's lawn is nice, but it won't be different everyday. That would be too much to ask. This feeling of grinding to a halt was reinforced in an email we received from one of our road friends. She suggested that we keep our travel options open, because it will be more difficult to adjust to living in one place than it was to living on the road. It was my fear of going home put into words, and since someone else was thinking it, it seemed even more menacing.
Naturally we knew we couldn't continue on indefinitely, and we do miss the family and friends from home, but I worry that there is a serious change coming.
Since the first day of planning we had no intention of keeping the RV when we returned home. This topic came up in family discussion a few weeks ago and a look of disbelief covered the faces of our children. How could we think of selling their now beloved "Fun Bus", the same vehicle that they complained about at the start of the journey. They have become enamored with the Cruiser as much as we have fallen in love with traveling.
I guess really we'll drive through North Dakota with just as many questions as we had in our first state, but we'll be hauling a great deal more experience with us.
