Coming Back Home Never Felt So Good

Part of living as the basketmaker’s wife is that I travel to a majority of Eric’s workshops. Especially the long trips, which happened to be this last one. We were gone for a long three weeks! And half of it was with the two dogs! Two big dogs! And one that drools a lot and is a little stinky! (Don’t want to mention any names but we all know it isn’t Chance.) I say “half” because we are so grateful for all our family who babysat the dogs at various times!

I haven’t done my “goofy travel map” in a while and heard from a few of you that it was missed. So I’m bringing it back for this trip. Can you follow along? (if you click on the image, it should increase in size)


We left Tennessee and headed for Oak Park, outside of Chicago to visit my sister and our nephews and drop off the two dogs to be babysat.

Headed two and a half hours south to the Land of Lincoln workshop for three days.

Drove back towards Chicago to spend the evening with sis and the nephews. And rescue them from their dog babysitting duties!

Journeyed on towards New Hampshire. Stopped over in Pennsylvania for the night (yes, again, with two big dogs, one of them who drools and is a little stinky).

Arrived in New Hampshire and dropped off Chance at my parent’s house.

Stopped in at my brother’s house to say a quick “hi” to our little nephew.

Got back in the car and headed north to Bristol, to drop off Jackson at his cousin Kaitlin’s and Uni’s house (apparently they like big dogs who drool a little and are a little stinky).

Then off to Hyannis, Massachusetts to catch the ferry to the island of Nantucket for six days for another of Mr. Basketmaker’s three-day workshops.

Then we headed back north to Bruce and MomJo’s house in Meredith New Hampshire (Eric’s parent’s home.)

Eric headed out the next morning to fetch Jackson.

Eric dropped me off at my brother’s house to spend the night with my sis-in-law and our little nephew. Eric went back to his parent’s.

Then he picked me up the following day and we drove to my parent’s house to spend the night.

Left for Tennessee at 6:30 in the morning (planned on leaving at 5:30 am but we just couldn’t bring ourselves to get out of bed!)

It was a very long, long 17.5 hour drive!

Back home at 11:00 pm! Yah! And we didn’t go to bed right away. We stayed up for hours just enjoying being back home and watching the dogs run all around, loving the fact that they were back home, probably more than us!

5 thoughts on “Coming Back Home Never Felt So Good”

  1. You guys should really be wearing your seat belts in those pictures… Not buckling up is illegal in many states and besides, wearing your seat belt sets a good example for all your younger blog readers out there!

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