As I inched our new home out of El Monte’s hire depot in Orlando, I felt that tingle of expectation that signifies the start of something special. We were about to embark on the quintessential American holiday: an RV trip.
We had two weeks to get from Florida to New York a journey that would take us through eight states and some of the country’s most historically significant towns and cities. It was both exciting and, for someone who hasn’t owned a car for 10 years, mildly terrifying.
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