Terri and Peter's RV Adventures

Today marks seven weeks since we began this adventure. We are a little over 3,000 miles from home and I’m guessing we’ve driven closer to 4,000 miles with our side trips sans trailer. It was time to take a bit of a breather today (but not through our nose; we also desperately needed to do our laundry).

(Above: Morning walk at our Brudenell River Campground)

So, Peter was on laundry duty, I cleaned the bathroom and floors and walked the dogs among other things. It felt good to get clean and reorganized in our living space. I know it sounds obvious, but RVing’s an interesting experience of going to new places every day or few days and yet spending each night in your home. Your home can take a beating with dirt , especially with two dogs running and out, bouncing around on the road and the challenge of full days of driving, then setting up camp, making dinner, going to bed and doing it all over again the next day. There’s little time to do basic chores. So, cleaning was essential today and listening to Pod Save America made it go by quickly.

(Above: More of our morning walk at our Brudenell River Campground)

This afternoon we took a half hour drive to Penmure Island Provincial Park where we’d thought of staying instead of Brudenell. Brudenell has the services (like laundry) but Penmure has the ocean and lake views and lots of grassy open area with far fewer campers. We thought of moving today or tomorrow but would have had to forfeit our rental money here so we thought better of it and will stay put, stay relaxed and go to Charlottetown tomorrow to explore.

While at Penmure, we walked along a long stretch of sandy beach with the calm Atlantic Ocean stretched before us, rhythmically petting our hearts, ears, mind and soul with the gentle roll and hiss of waves. We probably violated the rules but Lily had a blast swimming in the ocean and chasing balls, of course. Cali has discovered a taste for shellfish minus the fish. That’s something I’m quite sure isn’t good for her. It’s hard to say “no” to a 15 year old grande dame. You kinda feel like she’s earned whatever she wants to do. On the other hand dealing with a preventable ripped intestine doesn’t sound like a great way to go. But overall, we had a wonderful time.

There’s a lighthouse at the end of the stretch of land. A classic PEI lighthouse. Unassuming, quaint, and functional.

Returning to camp, we grilled a huge hunk of salmon that was incredibly fresh and are now considering watching something on Netflix, something we haven’t done since we left home. Choosing to not watch TV of any kind has been a worthwhile experiment. I feel like my days are more full and less anxious especially given the current news cycle. I can’t say I’ll continue this TV-free existence when we return but I’m enjoying it right now.

Tomorrow: Charlottetown, which I read was sometimes referred to as the birthplace of Canada. Hopefully we’ll learn more and maybe find some music. With tomorrow being our last full day on PEI. Peter jokingly started talking about looking at real estate. It’s a measure of how much we’re enjoying our time here.