John called from Florida and told us a strange horse had shown up at his place, standing right by his car. So he was dealing with that today, trying to figure out how to locate its owner.
We decided to drive on past Essex Road because that railroad crossing is pretty rough. Just as we were passing Essex Road, however, Mike Froeschke called. He said he had just passed us going the opposite way, he blinked his lights, honked, and rolled his window down and waved. But we didn't see him. But Joe said if he had seen all that, he would have thought something was probably falling off the RV, so maybe it was just as well.
We pulled in about 2:30. It was raining, of course. Fred said he knew I was close because I always bring the rain with me. We only drove 59 miles today, but they were probably the most important miles. And then we were back to the big old farmhouse.
Lucille was very happy to be home. She went from room to room downstairs, checking everything out, checking her house plants, then she went out on the front porch and got the mail. The house looked good, and there didn't seem to be any new problems in her absence. Fred came out shortly thereafter, and I made a pot of chili (first time it had been cold enough for chili since we left Arizona). He visited with his mother for quite a while, then Rachelle stopped by (broken collar bone and all) with Clayton and Mallory. After everyone left (by then it was 7:30), Joe suggested we head into town for a Bobe's Pizza, always a highlight of being home. Lucille wasn't too keen on making the trip until I promised her we could drive down 7th Street to see where the fire was on Monday night. She looked the town over, but it was dark so we have to go back tomorrow so she can check on her town.
It was fun having her home and letting her futz around in her own territory, although I did remind her that I was still in charge of her. We are all hoping to get a good night's sleep.
This concludes Lucille's Road Trip, at least the first chapter. This trip was 1765 miles, and we stayed in a different state every night. We bought 230.87 gallons of fuel, and spent $791.73. We figure we averaged somewhere around 7.5 mph, which considering the two days of strong winds we fought, that's probably not too bad. I thought she would be more than done with traveling in the RV, but she's pretty interested in Florida, seeing Shooter as well as John and Bridgette, and seeing that new horse that adopted them today. So who knows what lies ahead.
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