A snafu

As I wrote my last post, while sitting in the cafe, Adam learned some disturbing work news: 3 WebGlow projects seem to have fallen through. The first phone call he made coincided with the first clap of thunder. The second one was accompanied by a request to leave the cafe so the proprietors could attend a funeral. The entire town seemed somber and we joined right in with them, though for a more private debacle.
We were in the van for hours, Adam worrying and talking to friends and family on the phone, us trying to decide what to do now that a huge chunk of our financial prospects (what enables us to travel as we are) are in jeopardy. We decided that our trip back to CA for the community campout events we were already planning needs to be a longer stay so Adam can work more efficiently, meet with his squirrely clients, and focus on work without the extra challenge of being on the road. And, so I can get a temporary job and help our cash flow.

We are feeling rather jarred and sad to be suddenly on our way back "home" (even though we don't really live anywhere) for we're not sure how long.

The good news is...we have done the hardest part of our trip: moving out of our house, putting nearly all our belongings in storage, figuring out what equipment we need for our trip, buying it, and figuring out how it works with all the variables present on the road, and just rolling with the punches for 6 weeks.

We had yet to stay in one place for longer than 3 days, which is what we realized would be the best way to approach the balance of work, play, and logistics. I had yet to establish a real writing practice. Adam had just started to feel like working on the road was possible.

As many of our friends said...what could be so bad about living the bay area for a couple months with nearly all your friends around you, supporting you, until you feel like you're in a place to get back on the road?