Who's the weirdo now?

The weirdo is almost always defined by an outsider. "Those hippies are weird." "That guy with the face tattoo is weird." "Families that live in RV's are weird." I still find myself thinking that occasionally but we have been fortunate enough to meet some amazing traveling families who are changing my perspective on what is weird. 

We were in Prescott, AZ last week trying to avoid the heat of Phoenix and Teddy Roosevelt lake and finally meet up with some other traveling families at a campground there. 

These weren't down on their luck, hardship stories of foreclosure and exile to RV nomad land. These were successful independently employeed couples who made a conscious decision to do something different with their lives. I'm sure they were weird as well, but the were a good kind of weird. We spent a couple of really fun days getting to know them as individuals and as families and I really enjoyed their company. I know Sarah did as well. I'm still not sure about this whole living in an RV thing, but meeting cool people made it seem a little less weird and a bit more exciting. 

Prescott by the way is a tremendous town. I can't wait to go there again with a mountain bike and someone who can either read a trail map or knows where to ride because from what I saw the mountain biking is pretty endless. 

They also have a costco and Indian food, so that right there gets some bonus points. 

I was in Phoenx for a few days seeing some customers and was able to import some spectacular vegan desserts from Nami back to Prescott, but I could have used a few more sweet treats.