What’s Next for Two4Disney?

We’ve stumbled onto this YouTuber – The Motorhome Experiment – and I’ve been binge-watching these videos. We’ve been kicking something like this around for some time, although we’d probably get a Fifth Wheel instead of an RV because we’d rather drive a pick-up instead of a bus (my parents had an RV and my aunt and uncle had a Fifth Wheel).

One of our fun outings is to walk Fort Wilderness at WDW to check out the various types of RVs. For now, we’re just dreaming – none of this will happen until Rich’s retirement, which is about nine or 10 years away.

Class A Motorhome – convenient snacks going down the road

 Airstream Camping Trailer – small but adorable

Fifth Wheel – driving a truck vs driving a bus

In the meantime, Rich’s work brings us back to Las Vegas, and we’re very excited about it. We desperately needed a break from the desert and Florida has been, once again, a fabulous vacation, but it’s time to go home. Our Florida vacation is coming to an end. As one California friend said, “Back to Disneyland.” 🙂

Anyway, back to the Motorhome Experiment – they start out in Las Vegas with their countdown of going full-time by preparing and getting rid of extra stuff and selling their house in 2016. They’ve traveled to Florida and back, Mexico, and trips up the West Coast from Las Vegas to San Diego to Sonoma to the Oregon Coast, Washington and Alaska. Even stopped at Disney World and Disneyland! Simply amazing. It truly shows what an interesting life you can live if you’re the sort to drive/live in some sort of recreational vehicle.

Links:

The Motorhome Experiment Web site and YouTube Channel.

KOA Campground Information

Fifth Wheel vs Class A Motorhome

A Day in the Neighborhood

Last night I had the strongest martini I’d ever had – wow! I could barely get out of bed this morning. I don’t think it had anything to do with how amazed I was that the view of the Las Vegas Strip from my bed was lit up all night long – lol! You don’t see that in Florida. How soon we forget what a place is like.

Rich brought us some coffee and breakfast from Starbucks in the lobby and then I rode with him to work to have the rental car. So today I drove through the old neighborhood just to see it. Not much has changed in the almost 16 months since we moved away. The new emergency room was finished and open and I hear it’s pretty awesome.

i couldn’t get inside our gated community (although it looks like they’re still having problems with the gate), so I just did a drive by and then drove to our favorite park and walked a bit of the trail. I was overcome by the feeling of being home. Of course, to my psyche, Skipper and Lovey are waiting for me in the house – not on the Rainbow Bridge. I could have stayed for hours but I had to get back to the hotel to get ready for lunch with Rich and our friend John.

So nice to see a familiar face – lunch at Lola’s was awesome! Rich then dropped John off at work and me back at the hotel.

I remember how difficult it is to live here – the heat is so intense as is the sun blinding. The best part about Vegas is staying in a hotel casino in a separate world than the harsh reality of the desert. Still, there are so many memories here, so many things that feel like home.

 

 

Our Florida Vacation

We called 2017 the “Year of Repositioning” and many of you followed our journey from Las Vegas to Florida and the fits and starts along the way.

2018 is the “Year of Adjusting,” and I’ve really been struggling lately, actually even before the one-year anniversary of arriving in Florida. The first 7 months were spent in an apartment in North Orlando while we house hunted and then built our home in a beach city we’d never lived in before. So the adjustment period started all over again, although we might have been further along in our adjustment if we hadn’t had to split our time. But, then, this is our third time in Florida and I always get homesick. Hence, the upcoming birthday trip to SoCal, a short cruise to Mexico, and a couple of days at Disneyland Resort. I can’t wait to touch down once again!

Just for kicks, I looked at some pics of our Las Vegas home and the surrounding area and am so thankful we’re out of the desert – the best thing about living there was that feeling of home and being only 4 hours from Disneyland/SoCal childhood. I miss that! Sometimes I can’t believe I’m so far away now. How did this happen? 🙂

Anyway, here are two pics that show the contrast of living in Las Vegas and living in Florida – no wonder I struggle to adjust – it’s a huge change!

The back of our Vegas house – solar screens are popular as a way to block out some of that hot desert sun. We also had blackout drapes on the back side of the house for that intense afternoon sun.

This morning’s view from my screened Lanai where I sip my coffee every morning – glorious!

Two different worlds for sure!

Saturday, we shopped for the trip in the morning and then had our lunch at La Fiesta, which is so authentically Mexican, we’re there practically every week. At least the weeks we’re not at Disney. The Margaritas are amazing!! Growing up in Southern California surrounded by Mexican culture, margaritas and tacos are a taste of home.

Tequila, take me home!

Halfway through eating lunch. 🙂

We were shopping at Target the other day and we picked up some food items like tortillas, black beans, rice, tortilla chips and salsa and the clerk said, “Are you having a Mexican Fiesta?” I just looked at her and said, “Every night is a Mexican Fiesta for us.” The thing is nobody would say that to you in California or the West Coast or the entire SW. In this day of the Food Network and food education, I’m a bit shocked even somebody in Florida said it.

No doubt we’re having a blast in Florida, enjoying frequent trips to Disney and the beach – what a welcome change from the desert. Our house is wonderful, the golf community is gorgeous – both a dream come true. But it’s not home. And, as always, it’s starting to feel like we’re on another extended Florida vacation.

 

Notes from the Road Day 2

This hotel is one of those hotels that has a cooling/heating system that is either one or the other – there is no off switch. Too cold at 72, I punch it up to 73 and the heater comes on. Too hot, I turn it back down. Too cold, I’m wondering how I will sleep at all.

I remember spotting a blanket in the coat closet so I get up in the middle of the night, rip it out of its plastic bag and place it on the bed. Rich pulls it up and thanks me. That’s the perfect solution.

Still, I can’t sleep. I have so many worries on our mind. I check the weather for the stops ahead and notice that we’ll land in each town the day of a storm – we must be driving with it. I worry about the condition of the car – it was just serviced and it’s only 3 years old, but it idles roughly, and I’m worried.

Skipper wakes us at 6 am, as usual, and we get up to feed him and to drink our morning cup of coffee, which tastes like Princess coffee, which is pretty awful. Not hungry that early, we skip getting the free breakfast and eat a protein bar instead.

Rich leaves for the house to take care of a few things before the packers are scheduled to arrive sometime between 8 am and 10 am. It’s 8:23 now and Rich just texted me that they should arrive in about 30 minutes. In the meantime, I couldn’t find my workout pants and had Rich scouring the house only to discover they were still in my suitcase, hidden in a dark corner. Ooops – so sorry about that.

Skipper and Shadow, who are normally very close, have been fighting – Skipper must feel like he needs to re-establish his dominance in a new place.

Shadow sneaks into my office chair as soon as he spies a chance (like at home), and Skipper claims the bed.

I’ll spend the rest of the day writing, reading, watching GH at 1 pm, snoozing, and eating – we brought a few frozen meals, snacks, water, soda, wine, and sandwich fixings with us. Rich should return sometime this afternoon after he drops off the cable box after the packers are finished. He is so worn out but I’m hoping that each day will ease his burden and he’ll recover for the 2500-mile drive.

Margaritaville on Mount Charleston

The idea of the Margaritaville Countdown move to Florida kinda started when we were enjoying an anniversary lunch at Mount Charleston Lodge in August of 2015. This couple who perform every weekend at the Lodge started off with “Margaritaville.”

When we returned the next year, we captured them on video and ever since then they greeted us with a wave and a smile. We will miss them and Mount Charleston Lodge, an hour’s drive and 30 degrees cooler from Las Vegas.

Sold!

Yesterday we sold our house! This called for a celebration, so after church last nightish, we went to Tommy Bahama’s Restaurant & Bar at Town Square. It’s the place we go when we want that Florida vibe.

The blazing desert sun was practically setting my hair on fire so when we arrived, the dark bar with live music beckoned. Happy hour was in full swing, and we were seated in a dark booth.

We both started with a strong and refreshing Mai Tai and shared the Duo of Dips for an appetizer, both on the Happy Hour menu. For our entrees, Rich had the Grilled Baby Back Pork Ribs, and I had the World Famous Coconut Shrimp appetizer portion, also on the Happy Hour menu. Both of our entrees included the best slaw ever – the onion really made it. We’d planned to order Key Lime Pie for dessert but were too full. 🙂

Cocktails:

Mai Tai

Flor de Caña 4 Year, Orgeat, Orange Curaçao, Lemon, Lime, Pineapple, Dark Rum Float

Appetizer:

Duo of Dips: Craft Beer Cheese, Spiked Guacamole, House-Made Chips

Entrees:

Grilled Baby Back Pork Ribs with Sweet & Spicy Blackberry Brandy BBQ, Island Slaw, Cauliflower-Potato Mash

World Famous Coconut Shrimp with Papaya-Mango Chutney

Mai Tai and Duo of Dips

Ribs with Cauliflower Mash

Coconut Shrimp

Rich poses with Town Square foliage

Kathy finds shade

Timing is Everything

As much as we love our house, we’ve been waiting for the right time to sell it for, oh, at least six years. We were hoping to sell it when we moved to Orlando in 2011. Back then, as we may all recall, many of us were under water, especially in Las Vegas. But Las Vegas is booming again and the market is hot right now, especially in our price range.

This time last year we’d just returned from a cruise and we noticed all of the houses that were for sale when we left had sold. We said, “Maybe that will be us next year.”

We’d arranged with our agent to put the house up for sale but not show it until we leave. Yesterday, he told us he had a potential buyer – they couldn’t find anything in this price range – they’d been beaten out three times – and asked if we would show it to them. So, yes, that’s what’s happening today.

They may or may not buy it, of course, but it’s a good sign that it shouldn’t take long to sell.

It’s all in the timing.