When Roots Come Calling
IT WAS A rainy Saturday afternoon and I was feeling blue. I decided to hop on Instagram and catch up with a few traveling friends I hadn’t heard from in a while. After a quick scroll, I came up empty. Had they gone dark? Thankfully no. A quick handle search took me right to their profile.
Their RV didn’t appear in the first few photos, so I thought they might be visiting family. But then I saw it – a photo of them standing outside a small bungalow with a key and a SOLD sign – and I knew. Their caption confirmed it – they were off the road, no longer full-timers.
