Growing mold between my toes (Drive day 115 minus 14 years)
While we’ve been away in the city, the Avion settled into Santa Clara. Literally. It rains so much the truck wheels sink into the soggy earth. We move to a less rutted spot in the RV park and discover that the camper’s interior is coated in a fine layer of green slime. We hose it down with bleach and spend the day before my birthday hanging every article of clothing we own out to dry. With any luck.
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