Jumping right back in from our previous post, we made our way down through Wyoming and into Colorado. Our first stop was the cute little mountain town of Estes Park.
This past summer we got to take our first full-blown, official RV trip! This is funny to say because we lived in that RV for 4 months with the renovations – we just didn’t go anywhere. The ol’ girl finally got back out onto the road though as we headed out west for a month-long road trip.
I think we could all very easily be full-time traveling gypsies. Living on the road suits us and none of us mind the close quarters. The kids love hanging out on couches, playing with their toys, while we drive down the interstate. Sean and I love the lack of bathroom breaks and packing/unpacking hotel rooms an RV affords us. We all love the adventure.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had someone tell me that they’re so jealous of all the traveling we do with our kids.
When I tell them they should do it too, they quickly follow up with a long list of reasons for why they could never. At the top of the list is usually a general fear of how it would play out with their particular family.