This morning I woke to the beach of Coronado near San Diego. Taking a moment to do my am yoga and mediation, it hit me. Alice and I have been on the road for 5 WEEKS! How far have we traveled? Are we turning into Thelma & Louise? Have we killed each other yet? Well, we have not killed each other. Far from it. As two seasoned travelers we are biting this trip off with mouthful chunks of adventure. But we both DEFINITELY have a way of doing things that can be very different than each other. Alice makes coffee one way, I make tea another. Alice enjoys stinky canned salmon while I enjoy hummus by the pounds. Alice sips on Jameson, I sip on Campari. Tomato Tamato. One thing is for certain, we are starting to learn what the other likes and dislikes.
One adjustment, for me at least, is getting use to having someone along on a long adventure. I was nervous about this. Would we be with each other ALL the time? We ALL need our alone time but some people don’t like being alone. I do. And I found, so does Alice. She has no problem just taking off with Truffles, her fluffy sweet dog, on a hike or working alone on her art. That was a huge relief and has allowed me time to write, take photos, edit videos, or go on a bike ride.
The sleeping arrangement. So…..we are traveling in a 24 foot Sprinter van. The back , aka the bedroom, has two twin beds connected at the head and separated by a roll down black screen. Does Alice snore? Will I bother her with my sleep talking and sleep farting? Will I freak out being in such close proximity to someone that I am always with? Will I feel suffocated?? Before the trip, my head flooded with every possible scenario and ya know what? I actually sleep great. I have my side, Alice has hers. When we go to sleep, we pull down the curtain and either we read, or she sleeps and I read, or I sleep and she reads or whatever we want to do without bothering the other. I do sleep with earplugs but Alice is the quietest sleeper that I don’t really need them. And come to find, we both fill the silence of night with the sweet sounds of flatulence.
We may be good roomies but there is one thing that we are not always on the same page about, pace. I like to take my time and move slowly. Alice has only one pace, Alice pace. This forces us to really communicate and let each other know when one is moving too slow or two fast so that we can adjust. Traveling with someone is always about give and take. Especially when plans alter at any moment. We may stumble in our steps to find our rhythm but I think we are starting to find our sweet spot.
As we head into Mexico, I do have a concern. What if we do take on the Thelma & Louise persona??? One thing I have learned is that for how different Alice and I are we make up in similarities. We both love traveling off the beaten path, are never afraid of any adventure, never want to miss out, and we both LOVE mescal, even for breakfast. So will we hit up a thrift store for some rock n roll ripped T’s and bandanas? We already have the hats, wild hair, and dirt under our nails. And we are headed deep into the desert of Mexico. As the driver, I will avoid all canyon drops and we will just have to rely on Truffles to keep us in line.
On March 14th, we left Georgetown Texas and headed down to the boarder following it up zig zagging through Marfa, Alamogordo, Tuscan, Joshua Tree, and San Diego. We have seen meaty art in the desert, bathed in lithium hot springs, camped alone in white sands, rode donkeys into Mexico, explored Orion, awed at cave drawings and much much more. There is still more to come. I’m putting together stories, when time allows. So stay tuned; there will be more adventure stories from Driving Miss Alice.