I like Boise. I always like the American countryside—I much prefer it to the cities—but there is something I really like about Idaho.
I am still out of sync with the time. I swear I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between seven o’clock in the morning and twelve noon. Breakfast was nicer than I’d hoped but maybe that’ts because the last thing I ate was airplane food.
We took a cab up to the Cruise America depot to pick up our home-from-home and—unlike Phoenix—the exchange was brief and we were in fact the only people picking up today.
Dad took to driving the van without too much apparent trouble. We drove to Wall-mart to stock up but the fridge wasn’t quite down to temperature so we couldn't get too much cold stuff.
At the checkout I saw someone who looked almost identical to my friend Lauren. I very nearly looked closer before I realised “who goes to Boise, Idaho on holiday anyway”.
The answer to that question being “not as many is it deserves”. Who needs Lanzarote when you’ve got Boise, eh?
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We planned for an early start. The alarm clock buzzed at 6:30am, but needless to say I didn’t get up until 7:00am. A quick coffee, slice of bread and jam and a splash in the kitchen sink (the RV’s bathroom tap has given up for good) and we were on the road for our 322 mile dash to Idaho.
One of the nicest aspects of a road trip in a motorhome is that when you feel like changing your itinerary, you can. And that’s exactly what we did today.
A Looking For Yogi video from Forks, Washington.
For the first time on this trip, we woke up to rain bouncing off the roof of the RV as yesterday’s sunshine had given way to thick Washington cloud.