Where are we going?
Jeremiah is happy anywhere, wearing shorts and t-shirts in sub-freezing temps. When people see him pumping gas in the middle of a blizzard in Minnesota, they comment, “You must be a local,” while looking at his flip-flop sandals.
Sasha’s bones freeze just by looking at pictures of snow. Cold blooded, she moves slowly through the day until the sun warms her up. Humidity and heat are her best friends. And, because she likes to get her way, we’re traveling South, hoping for little snow, and fewer gray skies.
We don’t have a set plan – we have places we can’t wait to see, and friends and family in many states that we are eagerly looking forward to visiting.
So, we’re heading South – and then? We’ll decide from there.