We’ve been on the road for a very long time. Mr. C. Cow missed talking to his friends that lived in our neighborhood. I really wanted to go dust our house because, after this long being gone, I assumed that everything was super dusty.
Right now, when not on the road, we just called a small place in the middle of the country our home base. No real point in having some HUGE home when you’re never in it. Also….Mr. C. Cow likes to track mud into the house. A smaller house is a little easier to mop up mud hoof prints.
Mr. C. Cow was ECSTATIC to see many of his neighborhood friends while we were home. Bess the stock trading cow. Frank the lumber jack-rabbit. The sheep twins. They threw a party in the yard full of wine, food, and dancing. I’m glad he got to see his close friends. I’m not glad that they left empty wine bottles in the yard.
It was nice to be able to see the things you’ve collected throughout your life that fill a home. The baby pictures of Mr. C. Cow. The vegan chicken nugget collection we got at a veggie meat museum. It’s also a good idea to check your mail because, even on the road, you still gotta pay the bills.
After a few days of being home we started to get the itch to get back on the road. It started out more like a nagging twitch followed by an annoying scratch. Before it became a full-blown rash we knew it was time to head back out.
We did realize something while taking a few days to go home. No matter where you are or how far away from your home base you are you are never far from home when you travel with someone you love.
Our location is actually my personal home base in Second Life. If you’re wondering how Mr. C. Cow and I pay the bills we’ll talk about that in the future!