Crazy Train to Cape Cod

  Friday, July 17, 2015

 All aboard the crazy train to Cape Cod! Holy mackerel. We did it. We actually packed up 98% of everything we own, shoved it into a 26 ft. moving truck,  towed my husbands clunker behind,  and drove it all the way up from Georgia to Cape Cod.  I was the co-captain following behind, with my car sardine packed and accompanied by George, the caged and drugged out cat.  (good times)  Talk about a gypsy caravan, seriously insane road trip!?  Yep. We're nuts.  And Jeff may have actually grown another one after white knuckling the steering wheel over hundreds of tiny and unsafe bridges and crazy pothole ridden interstates.  He definitely deserves a moving truck Golden Globe after that feat.  (Thank God the kids are rich and flew themselves directly to the state of Massachusetts.)

   3 days of driving hell, I mean fun! Character building! (My advice: sell everything you own and just buy it when you get there. This is not for the faint of heart)
But you must have these experiences to REALLY live. Or come close to death.  And then appreciate it all.   So bring it on Cape Cod, let's see what you've got....