for a road trip from Los Angeles to Florida.
We imagined picnicking on mountaintops in New Mexico, sleeping under the stars in Texas and barbecuing prawns (the R.V.
In the end, our 2,200-mile American journey ended up being memorable, but for none of those reasons.
I’m 83, but in my head I’m a sprightly 60, and my husband, John, is 76.
The thought of parking something the size of a London bus was too much, even for my gung-ho husband.
Persons:
, ”, John, Nobody, he’d, “ We’ve, ” I’d
Organizations:
Ford Explorer, British Baking
Locations:
Los Angeles, Florida, New Mexico, Texas, Mississippi, British, Mexico, Britain, United States