Agoraphobic Abroad: Tales from the road, Lockn' 2016 (part 1)

Our maiden voyage with the 33 foot travel trailer we’ve called home for 6 months began on Thursday August 23. We borrowed a truck from a friend (in hopes of buying it if all went well) to pull our rig and set off for Arrington Virginia around 10am.

We had to stop and fill several tires and attach the sway bar to keep us from fishtailing. Around mile 45 the truck began to sputter. It abruptly stopped getting fuel and we pulled over on an off ramp.

We called Good Sam, and got our lawn chairs out to wait. Three long, hot hours later we were on our way, with the help of a couple tow trucks, to a repair shop 30 miles up the road (thankfully in the direction we were already heading). Luckily there was a hotel right next door where we spent the night. We got a discount thanks to the the body shop, as well as a great pizza recommendation.

We grinned at each other across the space between two separate Queen beds (which we fully took advantage of after 6 months in a room just big enough for a full bed) and said, “Another adventure!” We watched a little TV for the first time in a while and though we planned to live stream the Ween show we would be missing at 10pm, we promptly passed out well before dark and remained in deep oblivion for the next 12 hours.

After a pretty decent continental breakfast, we began planning our next move on the road to Lockn’.

My heart pounds and my stomach churns. It’s either the hotel eggs or my anxiety over the great unknown. Deep down I know not to worry, that everything is going to be OK no matter what happens. But my panic brain is chattering. “What about home? We can’t just leave our home here. What are we going to do? How are we going to get to Virginia? Chris spent so much on the tickets and here we are, missing it all…”

I push the fear talk back down, take a deep breath and tell myself to go with the flow. It’s all going to be alright. No matter what, remember? We’re together. We have Sassy with us. We’re on vacation and we have 6 days to figure it out. This is just part of the road. We’re nomads now. Prepare for anything, expect nothing.

I take a deep breath as phone rings with news….

To be continued...

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