After leaving King Cole Circus, it was a long, 3-day drive home, with plenty of adventures. The drive from Corsicana, Texas to Fort Myers, Florida is about 1,200 miles... and my truck was not loving my trailer for most of it.
I left the show with my friend Nick in tow for the drive back to Florida. And so lucky I did, too, because he was absolutely my personal mechanic for the whole trip! From replacing motor oil and transmission fluid, to driving hundreds of miles for me while watching the RPMs and calling his mechanic step-father, Nick was an absolute God-send! I definitely would have exploded on the drive back if he wasn't there to help keep an eye on my poor truck!
Still, despite the truck troubles, we had a nice little adventure on the three-day trip home. The first night, we drove only about 200 miles, then stopped at a truck stop for the night. We did laundry, took paid showers (glorious, hot running water showers! … as opposed to RV showers, that is), and slept well knowing we were free of the nonsense of the show.
At the truck stop was this lovely sight! In the dark of the parking lot, one of the trucks was its own brilliant light show-- I was loving it!!
That night, we made it to Pensacola! We stayed in the cutest RV Park, called Five Flags RV Park. We were blessed to have gotten a corner pull-through lot, and it was a breeze to park and hook up and enjoy some electric! (I had been boondocking for a few days.) The next morning, I took a quick walk around to see the vintage trolley-car laundry facility and other adorable art and amenities. I vacuumed, I emptied the black and grey water tanks, and I refilled the fresh water.
After the great rest in Pensacola and a quick breakfast at IHOP, we took another long-haul drive through Florida to Orlando, were I dropped Nick off to his sweet dog, Mitts. I spent the night in a Walmart Parking lot with a crazy layout, and woke up super early to get myself out of the lot before too many cars arrived.
I made in back to Fort Myers on my own by mid-day, parked in another local Walmart, and took a deep breath. It was time to start over... again... but I was home. And my truck and trailer were safe. We had made it, and I was at peace.