Nashville, TN – If there was the slightest trace of Ottawa road
salt anywhere on our car or motorhome, deeply tucked away in some crevice or
groove, today’s drive took care of it totally.
Great swaths of rainwater swept over every surface of both vehicles for
all of the 140-odd miles we covered on Interstate 65 between Elizabethtown and
Nashville. Val cranked up the wipers to
full speed several times, and back to regular speed, and only a few times to occasional
speed when the rain let up a bit. Both vehicles are now gleaming as if they
just rolled out of a carwash – and it was free of charge.
In spite of the inclement weather, we’re happy tonight, because
for the first time since our departure, we get to sleep in our own bed with our
own comfy pillows and cozy duvet inside our little home on wheels! We’ve set up at the Nashville KOA where we
stayed in 2011 on our way to Arizona, so there are some familiar landmarks as
well.
Setting up again after putting the RV in cold storage (so to
speak) over the winter takes some doing, because the plumbing system is filled
with pink antifreeze and every single household item that could freeze (dishwashing
liquid, frying pan spray, toothpaste, you name it) has been removed. Also, we haven’t used any of its amenities
for several months, so we have to relearn where everything is and how
everything works!
In addition, we had to stock up on everything from bran
flakes to salad fixings, and when you’re shopping in a store where all the
brand names are different, it takes almost twice as long (do they have white
tuna packed in water? Which brand of peanut butter has the least sugar? Where
do they keep the raisins?). However, we
managed to find everything on our list and cart it all back and find places for
it all, so we’re back in business.
It’s not exactly warm here.
Frederic, the young man who registered us, said there was snow in
Nashville a couple of weeks back, and the forecast low overnight for the next
few nights is going to dip below 32 degrees Fahrenheit, so we’ll be using the
furnace for sure. Good thing we filled
up the propane tank when we pulled in.
Still, it is much milder than we’ve felt in a long time, and when I
stepped outside a few minutes ago, I actually heard the chirping of a robin
nearby!
After our challenging shopping trip, we decided to treat
ourselves to dinner out at Cracker Barrel, a popular restaurant in these
parts. The chain provides down-home food
like meatloaf and biscuits in a country home setting, featuring a huge open
fireplace and decorated with farm implements and vintage signs. It was so comforting to enjoy a hot cup of
tea and a good dinner after a damp afternoon.
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