After leaving the lush green Shoshone Forest with it's amazing canyons and beautiful mountains, we descended into a desert like valley. Our surroundings reminding us quite a bit of the arid dry scereny on the drive down to Eilat (through the southern desert of Israel). Especially while listening to Shlomo Artzi, for those of you who know of him :-). Seems a bit confusing as to where we are sometimes.....
Anyway,
Our drive that day was yes, full of history and beauty, but for some reason, the inhabitants of the backseat decided to loose their minds....
OY!
Those kinds of days send the inhabitants of the front seat running for cover.....
On those kinds of days, I miss my minivan....terribly. I want it back and I want it back NOW!
On those days, the back seat is like the wild west, except much smaller.
On those days, hands and feet can't seem to be controlled and voices seem amplified by a factor of 100.
On those days I wish the occupants of said back seat were much MUCH further back, like they were in the minivan....
I wish they had what seemed like miles in between each other....
Alternatively, a motorhome is another thing I wish for during those times. That way they could be buckled up at a table, couch, or whatever, with a great distance between them.
But, this 5th wheel and truck is what we've got. And we got them for a reason. Cause when we're in the RV itself, they have their OWN room with a door that CLOSES! And that, for us, right now, is what it's all about.
Especially, on those kinds of days.
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