daydreaming of memories

Yesterday I was looking through pictures I took on my Brave trip and reminiscing all the times we had. Lately I haven't been able to stop thinking about moving back into the Winne once my lease is up at my apartment. It would be an enormous hassle to store all my furniture, but that practical aspect doesn't deter my brain from spending much time ruminating on the idea.

These photos are from Tybee Island, GA, the furthest point from home on my entire trip. All the way to the Atlantic! I wish I could afford to do another trip... maybe I'll take a month and buzz down to the southwest or something. Gah! I'm just Jonesin' for the ol' girl!