Our excellent RV adventure got off to an unexpected start: We're spending the first four days in a local motel.
Getting our of our house was a hassle. We were very rushed due to the fact the lender and buyer's agent kept pushing the closing date back, so we thought we had more time, which we desperately needed due to me having various health problems and ordered on bed rest. At the last minute, the title company reverted to the original closing date, and it was a mad rush to get out by Monday night. At 6 p.m. on Monday, we were ready to move the trailer out and into a local RV park until we could leave on Friday. One of the jacks broke. There was no way I was going to make Jon go buy a new jack, then take the old one off and put up the new one, and then set up the trailer at the park in the dark with a cold wind blowing, after all the 16-hour days he'd just put in
So we headed off to the Motel 6 in Richland. We like Motel 6 because they never hassle you if you're traveling with a dog. When we found out their rate was $10 a night less than the RV park's, we decided to stay here until our departure on Friday morning after my last doctor's appointment. We got a new jack yesterday and Jon hopes to install it later this afternoon. Tomorrow, we both have doctor's appointments and a few last minute details to take care of.
We'll take Interstate 84 to Portland and then decide there if we will go south along the Oregon Coast, pretty but rainy this time of year,or brave the snow over the mountains on Interstate 5.