This past weekend we went to the beach. The Atlantic Ocean beach.

Warm water, warm breezes. Cold drinks.

Warm water, warm breezes. Cold drinks.

Adios Pacific!

Adios Pacific!

In June, we walked along the windy, cold Pacific for the last time before our move to Raleigh, and a little over a month later, we were in the bath-water-warm waters of the Atlantic. It seemed like a a good end to our crosscountry moving story.

Crater Lake.

Crater Lake.

We camped here. Right. Here.

We camped here. Right. Here.

Our trip was about 4,000 miles and we estimated we spent $2,700 in gas and campgrounds (I tried to keep really good track, but definitely could’ve missed one here and there). We had some great adventures along the way, saw some friends and explored some states we’d never been to before.

Finally, Nevada.

Finally, Nevada.

Very windy. And windy.

Very windy. And windy.

And we were welcomed into our new state by a very different set of mountains than we were used to seeing over the last few years.

Blue.

Blue.

Sadly, this city has no long-term parks to unhitch in.

Starting now, we’ll be living in an apartment while Deke takes on his new role as Senior Engine Producer at Epic Games and I’ll be enjoying things like long showers and my own washer/dryer.

Desert sunset.

Desert sunset.

A year ago, we couldn’t see ourselves ever living in a house again, but this is a good reminder that things are always changing and it’s important to be open to those changes. We’ll still be camping as much as possible while we’re here and taking some longer trips to all those other states we haven’t been to yet, and eventually, we’ll pick up right where we left off, living back in the Airstream.