So far the one word that I can think of to summarize our adventure is manic. Days are either really really good or really really long and hard. Today was terrible. It started earlier than normal and after a long sleepless night.
We left Flagstaff on Tuesday with the plan of staying in Sedona. We didn't plan ahead far enough and all the rv parks were full by the time I called them at 10:00 am on Wednesday. We are kind of flying by the seat of our pants. Just going wherever we want on a whim when it feels right. Up until Sedona that had worked out fine. With no where to stay in Sedona we continued on to the town of Cottonwood. I am sure there are nice parts of the town but unfortunately we were no where near them. We stayed at the Turquoise Triangle Rv Park and I am positive that we were the only ones who did not live in the park full time. We tried to go on a bike ride only to realize all our tires were flat. After patching them we headed out of the rv park to find a very busy road with uncaring drivers. We went for a few miles and found a beautiful gem in the mud. A lovely raw foods yoga studio. We shared some delicious cacao banana nice-cream and went back to Rosie Donna for some wholesome homemade lentil tacos. A few of the neighbors were extremely friendly and all came over, knocked on our door and gave us a friendly welcome. The kids all asked if our kids could play. It was humbling. And a beautiful reminder that no matter what your situation you can always be kind to others. A few of the other neighbors made us feel a tad bit uncomfortable. Like the one directly next to us who's windows were blacked out with black garbage bags and had a note hung on the door said DO NOT DISTURB. We could hear him moving around in there but never saw him. Needless to say, we weren't very interested in hanging around there for too long. Thursday morning we jumped in the Pilot for a day in Sedona. The kids and I went on a trolly tour while Ty made a few phone calls for work. We met back up, bought a delicious loaf of Rosemary bread from Wildflower and headed up the canyon for Slide Rock. It was beautiful and fun. The water was freezing and I cut my bum going down the slide but all in all it was worth it. By the time we left we were all starving. We went to the Chocolatree. It was amazing! The spiced pie was divine. Then headed back to Rosie Donna in Cottonwood. We were all pooped! I couldn't keep the kids up any longer and they fell asleep at 6. Usually that is a very good thing and they sleep pretty sound until morning. But not this particular night, which was last night. It was long and sleepless. The kind of night where you can't wait for it to be over but nothing sounds worse than getting up. Morning finally came and Ty and I were ready to concur the day.
Once we were all packed up, which is a very big job, we realized that Ty's wallet had been misplaced. After an hour of looking he found it in his bike helmet. Then we were off to get gas. We nearly got stuck in the parking lot while trying to get propane. It all worked out fine but took a tremendous amount of time. Aki fell asleep, Lu had an exhausted meltdown which woke Aki up and well, the day just went down hill from there. While inside Rosie Donna, the day was going down a steep hill, outside the winding road took us up and down and around on a narrow hilly road that would be exhausting in a car. Ty chugged Rosie Donna forward and we eventually made it to our destination. Theodore Roosevelt Lake.
We have learned that moving is exhausting. Physically and mentally. We need to stay put in one place for at least a few days. The idea was to come to a nice forest service run rv park. After enjoying a relaxing weekend, the kids and I would play here for a few days next week while Ty goes to do some work in Phoenix. We came to a lake because we wanted to be near water. Who would have guessed that lakeshore campgrounds are actually nowhere near the water. We drove around the lake until we found a little spot right on the lake. Woohoo we thought. And our spirits were lifted. Ty was fried and I could tell he needed a quiet minute to himself. So I took Sid and the kids to the water. I wanted to cry. There were rotting fish everywhere, beer cans and garbage. Not the beach I had imagined.
When we got back to the motorhome we noticed the window covering in the bedroom for some reason tore out of the wall. Handy man Ty put it back up no biggie. Well it had a light wired into it that also got pulled out and when we went to turn in the air conditioning all the electricity went out. No fuses appear to be blown and the breaker looks good but the generator all the sudden won't power anything. Here we are in the Arizona dessert with a Saint Bernard and no AC. Hopefully Ty can fix it tomorrow morning. Until then, I'm off to bed with the hopes of a restful and rejuvenating night. But first I must say, as badly as I want to be home right now, I am happy to be here. It is a true test of our love, patience, strength and perseverance. Thank you, Ty, for being my partner in this.
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