When John and I were first married, he talked about spending his retirement traveling for months on end around the country in a fifth-wheeler RV. Sort of like our own gypsy caravan - footloose, carefree. Then we decided to pull a camper-trailer to his niece in Las Vegas. After a worrisome trip across Texas (with a wooden table strapped to the top, a la Jed Clampitt), we arrived in Albuquerque. We dropped the table off with a friend and continued across New Mexico & Arizona to Las Vegas, where we joyfully off-loaded the camper and vowed never to haul ANYTHING again, ever.
Then we began to think about the fact that neither of us had ever really lived anywhere but Texas (John says that year in Vietnam didn't count). We spent several years considering different parts of the country, then different countries. In the meantime, I was lucky enough to get the job of my dreams - teaching statistics at Texas State University. It will be a while before I'm ready to retire so we've decided to live in another country - England - for a couple of months this summer.
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