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Our Curriculum (Part Two)

Last week I wrote about four components of our school curriculum, namely math, Latin, geography, and art. If you didn’t get to see that article, you can view it here. Now I’m back to expound on our other subjects: history, writing, and botany. Let’s get started.

Our history curriculum is one that Mom has pieced together herself. We started by reading a couple pages of Herodotus together each day, with one person reading a section aloud. Now, however, Gordon and I read assigned passages ourselves, underlining anything we find interesting or important (I use a multitude of colored pencils to keep my notes organized), and filling out the answers to questions Mom writes out for us. We read related sections of the Bible, as well; for example, we accompanied our reading about Cyrus in Herodotus with the prophecies concerning him in Isaiah.


For writing we work through the Susan Wise Bower’s Writing With Skill book. Each lesson has a reading assignment and then either review or something new. Say you’re doing some review on outlining: you would write a simple outline of whatever it was that you read. It’s a good program which, though it starts very easily, gets gradually more challenging over time.


Finally, botany. Our method of study in this branch of science has changed throughout time, so I’ll start with how we started.

Twice a week we would draw a new plant family and list its characteristics, practicing until we knew the traits of the eight most common families by heart. We would go out somewhere and draw what we saw, learning how to tell what it was and listing its properties. We read passages on the subject and submitted to quizzes.


Eventually, though, we arrived in Orlando, Florida; the number one spot for full-time RVers over the winter. In fact, we currently have nine or ten families of our friends staying in the area. So naturally, Mom organized a class to teach botany to any interested teenagers while we’re here. It occurs once a week, on Thursdays specifically, and on the most crowded day there were over twenty kids attending.


We draw a plant in botany – perhaps corn or a carrot – and while we work on our art we learn more about the plant that we’re drawing. We write down scientific phrases and their meanings, and answer questions.

Everybody has fun. In one lesson we made a dichotomous key – a tool used by botanists to identify plants. Except for ours helped us to identify some friends of ours with a very large family; it was great, because everybody in the class was familiar with these friends, and helped to come up with criteria to decipher one from the others. Afterwards, we settled down to create our own dichotomous keys. Mom had intended to have us make a chart for roses, but upon our begging she proved lenient and allowed us to come up with our own themes. I focused my key around the Weasley family from Harry Potter, as I’m a total nerd.

It turned out to be quite entertaining, and when I got home I began work on a giant dichotomous key concerning all fifty states. I finished the next day, after some confusion and deliberation, and lots of learning.


I do hope you enjoyed discovering our curriculum, and if you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask. It has been my ambition to be helpful in your search for just the right course of study, and hopefully I have achieved my goal.

Our Curriculum (Part One)

A while back I wrote a post on what (and how) we study, but we’ve since updated our curriculum in many ways, so I thought I’d write up an update on our studies for those of you who don’t know. I’d like to talk in depth about each lesson we do, so I’m splitting this post up into two so it doesn’t get too long.

We don’t use any one program, though there are lots of those to choose from. Instead, Mom has pieced together a careful curriculum that fits our needs best. We study math, geography, art, Latin, writing, history, and botany, and use a different format for each subject, allowing us to get what we need out of the lessons. So let’s start going over those subjects.


Math. For math we use an internet program called Khan Academy. It’s a fairly simple site, but quite well-organized and useful. Not only does Khan Academy offer math for grades K-8, algebra, calculus, trigonometry, geometry, and statistics, you can also study science, computer programming, history, grammar, music, economics, and test prep. But let’s get back to math.

The format is arranged in such a way that you work on one skill until you have gotten five problems correct in a row. Then you move on to the next skill, and so on. Every so often you receive a “Mastery Challenge,” testing you on the skills you’ve worked on. Your prowess at a skill is rated by level, so one type of problem could be on any one of five levels. They are: “not practiced” (meaning you haven’t begun to work on it), “practiced” (you’ve gotten five in a row right), “level one” (you’ve gotten that sort of problem right in a Mastery Challenge twice), “level two” (you’ve gotten that sort of problem right in a Mastery Challenge four times), and “mastered” (you can complete that skill correctly every time). Even when a skill is mastered, it’s sometimes brought back in a Mastery Challenge to make sure you remember how to do it.


The only trouble with Khan is a sometimes-exasperating teaching method. If you can’t get a problem right, you can either watch a video explaining the general formula, or get hints that tell you step-by-step how to complete the particular problem you’re stuck on. But the exasperation comes with the videos: they’re always teaching you how to do the simpler version of the problem you’re doing, and really aren’t any help at all. I was ready to quit Khan Academy and use something else (maybe Teaching Textbooks), but then I discovered that what I thought was an aggravating mistake was actually a popular teaching method used by the most elite schools. The general idea is that you have to figure it out yourself. You have to try your absolute best at working out the problem, and if you still can’t get it then you open up the hints and go through them slowly and carefully, understanding where you messed up and learning the techniques. The knowledge that the aim of this method is to develop a problem-solving ability gives me the patience to work through what seemed at first like useless difficulties.


Geography & Art. American geography is a subject that would be hard to avoid, given our lifestyle, but world geography is where a curriculum comes in handy. We use Ellen Johnston McHenry’s Mapping the World with Art, a fun program that teaches you how to draw different countries (Greece, Italy, Spain), as well as famous bodies of water (the Nile, the Tigris and Euphrates, the Sea of Galilee), with an end goal of drawing the whole world from memory. The program is designed to allow even the worst artists (er, me) to draw things that look how they’re supposed to. The instructions are mostly quite simple, though I’ll admit drawing Greece made me rather want to stab somebody (preferably Ms. Ellen McHenry, but anyone would do).


When we do this lesson, Mom usually draws up each step on our dry-erase board, so that we can see it well. Gordon and I use Palomino Blackwing art pencils, and incredibly nice Micron pens designed not to smear, to trace over our work once we’ve finished.


Latin. We’ve studied Latin for six years, I believe, and the whole time we’ve used Memoria Press. This curriculum has lesson plans for some other subjects as well, but we’ve never used those.
Our Latin studies are fairly straightforward. We learn new vocabulary words, recite conjugations and declensions, groan over ever-growing lists of bazaar grammar rules, learn about exceptions to rules we thought were constant, study word order, translate sentences, scour the textbooks for pronunciations, and call the Memoria Press people to ask what on earth they mean; in short, Latin’s the hardest subject we study.

But that doesn’t stop us from pressing on, and by now I have a pretty good understanding of the language; I know hundreds of Latin words, and I can decline the nouns and conjugate the verbs, and put all the parts of a sentence into their proper orders, with personal pronouns and tenses and adjectives that match the noun which they modify in “person, number, and case, but not declension.” And yet, I still couldn’t talk to you only in Latin. So I’ll keep studying.

Don’t forget to come back next Monday to learn how we learn writing, history, and botany!

Julia Belle’s Southern Restaurant

It’s getting cold all around the country, and my long pants had come out of retirement; that meant it was time to go south. From Fuquay (near Raleigh, North Carolina), where we were visiting friends, we headed to South Carolina, in order to see an aunt of mine who has a restaurant there (specifically, in Florence). It’s called Julia Belle’s, and is widely considered more than fantastic; even one of Guy Fieri’s friends was in raptures with my Aunt Fran’s macaroni and cheese.

The restaurant is in a large red barn, which is divided into many sections; it used to be used for animals, and so the rooms are small and slightly awkward. Despite this, Julia Belle’s  manages a homey, comfortable feeling, with many small dining rooms. The first room on one side of the building is the kitchen and main sitting area, and directly opposite is the bakery, where buns, pie, and things of that sort are made, with another space for eating. It’s a beautiful but difficult old building, and though many restaurants have attempted to make it work over time, it’s only Julia Belle’s that has managed to pull it off.


And now onto the food. I’m really not the best person for the job, being gluten-free (and also not a fan of eating in general), but I’m the only critic available at the moment, so I’ll have to do. Truthfully, the options for someone like me were fairly limited, but I settled on mashed potatoes, green beans, and a burger without a bun. Gordon, who could elaborate on his food for hours, got the chicken and waffles, which came topped with cinnamon-covered peaches. Mom got the same thing, but then she started to wish she hadn’t; what she’d really wanted had been the shrimp-and-chilli sandwich that Dad had gotten. But the moment she took the first bite of her chicken and waffles, her expression was beyond words. I can’t tell you what it looked like, but I can tell you that it conveyed a simple but clear message: wow.

Dad loved his sandwich as well, and by the time we were stuffed to the gills with wholesome food, we were also convinced that dessert could only be better. So Mom and Dad got a piece of White Russian Pecan Pie, Gordon got a small “fried pie” that looked like a strudel. Meanwhile, I asked what they had gluten-free. My options? Zip. Having nothing for me on the menu didn’t hold the kind folks at Julia Belle’s back, however. Before long, I had some banana pudding filling in a small bowl in front of me, and boy was it good. There was a strong yogurt base, with sweet, banana-y flavor throughout, and I found myself eating slowly to savor the taste.

The bakery.
The bakery.

Having eaten our fill, and hugged Aunt Fran goodbye, we waddled out of the restaurant to the motorhome. Dad got into his van, Gordon, Mom, and I piled into our house, and off we went. That day we would cross South Carolina, Georgia, and get a decent way into Florida. Then we would arrive at TTO (Thousand Trails RV Park, Orlando) and meet up with friends. We’ll all be here until early February, when the families will start to disperse. And that’s when Turtletells will leave, headed out West once more.

Kentucky Meetup and Unit Study

We spent the month of October in Kentucky with friends this year. Last week Gordon wrote about Halloween and our cave excursions, but what he didn’t mention was the Kentucky Unit Study.

It was the first activity, and everyone met up in the game room that morning. Mr. Burrell explained the plan: we would be learning about a different aspect of Kentucky with each segment, and then working with a randomly chosen partner to create a Kentucky Fact trifold board. At the end of two days’ hard work, impartial judges would pick a winner, providing constructive criticism, and then we would tour Diamond Caverns the next day.

And so it began. I was paired with my friend Emma, and we set to work creating a layout for our board. That morning the lesson had been based around Kentucky state symbols and general facts, so we incorporated those new findings into our plan. Emma wrote “Kentucky” in a large, neat cursive at the top of the page, and traced it with green colored pencil topped with blue, providing a bluegrass look. I looked over the symbols list that Mr. Burrell had printed out, marking particularly interesting items to add, and then we started drawing them. I did a cartoonish cow labeled “Kentucky state drink: milk!,” and Emma drew a big, beautiful cardinal. After about an hour and a half, we had completed the middle of our poster board, detailing many obscure facts about the Bluegrass State. A tidy Appalachian Dulcimer sat near the top, and a baseball bat marked “Louisville Slugger” leaned against the K that headed our page. One of my favorite parts of the trifold board’s midsection was Emma’s beautiful disco ball drawing, which was adorned with green and blue lights coming out at all angles. Next to the art was a square of writing. “Did you know,” it said, “that 90% of America’s disco ball supply is made in Louisville, Kentucky?”

The board that Emma and I designed and created.

The class let out for a two hour lunch break, and we all went to our respective homes to eat. After lunch we kids played several enthusiastic games of dodge ball in the field, and then we headed back inside the building to continue our work. That afternoon the topic of study was famous Kentuckians, and I had had a brainwave. Instead of attempting to actually draw people, we drew out some item that was directly related to what they were famous for. Johnny Depp’s was a pirate hat, Muhammad Ali’s a pair of boxing gloves, Loretta Lynn’s a microphone, etc. Then the drawings were accompanied by a short paragraph of their life, or a compilation of facts. We used one of the smaller side pieces for that, and it turned out very neat and organized.


The next morning, we learned about the Appalachian lifestyle and history, and used half of the remaining side piece to write about what we’d found out, accompanied by pictures. I wrote a small thing on the Hatfields and McCoys, famous Appalachian rivals, and asked Mr. Burrell to print out a related picture to cover a torn spot on the poster board. Emma explained about homelessness and hunger in Appalachian communities, accompanied by a chart on poverty rates in Kentucky. After our lunch break, we all returned to finish our projects. We had decided to use our last remaining space (half of a side piece) for geography. I made a small cartoon cave, and Emma drew a waterway streaming across the page. We then each wrote small explanations of our drawings. I tried to make mine a readable size, but that’s a big problem for me; in order for my handwriting to look nice, it has to be tiny, and the bigger it is the messier it looks. There was still some space left, so I dedicated the bottom of the page to the Kentucky Bend, an incredibly unique geographical phenomenon, and the only one of its kind. It’s a small area of land that is completely separated from Kentucky, and is the only piece of one state that is entirely surrounded by other states. In a great earthquake, it was moved, and now parts of Tennessee and Missouri stand between it and its main state. After we had finished work, we all hung around the room for a while longer, helping to clean up. The judging would take place pretty soon.

Gordon's board.
Gordon’s board, which he created with his team mates Camden and Bennett.

It wasn’t too long until Mr. Burrell was showing in our honorary judges; they were campers at the park, but we didn’t know them. Perhaps some were out for a weekend with their grandkids. Anyway, they walked around the room for a while, conversing in whispers and looking at the entries. I cringed as I watched one lady pick up the board that Emma and I had made. She was trying to read what I’d written about the caves, I knew it, and that was far too small. Perhaps she would stop bothering, and walk away without finding that I knew my stuff. After ages of wandering from board to board, one kind-faced woman came to the front of the group. Mr. Burrell signaled for attention, and then she spoke. She told us how we had all done very well, and that she had only found one wrong article of information on any of the boards. My breath caught in my throat; I had stubbornly written on my piece about Jim Bowie that he hadn’t invented the Bowie Knife, as many believed. I knew that I was right, but these judges might believe differently. But much to my relief, the woman explained that one competitor had written that Mammoth Cave was a state park. It was truly a national park. She praised us for a moment longer, and then the judges left. Mr. Burrell stepped up to where they had stood, and started telling us about parts that had been loved and appreciated in each board. Apparently, my little Kentucky Bend had been much appreciated, and we had been the only ones to include it. But we still hadn’t heard who the winner was, and so we sat with baited breath, waiting to be told. Mr. Burrell used all of the typical drama, the drawing out and the dramatizing, just as I am doing here and now. But finally the verdict came out: Lucas Muller and Camden Walker had won. We all went over to admire their work, and Mr. Burrell told us that the thing that had really pushed it over was a large coal cart that Camden had drawn. The judges had apparently said that the coal industry was a large part of their culture, and they loved that this team had featured it so prominently. 

So congratulations to Lucas and Camden, winners of the official Kentucky Unit Study Trifold Board Competition. You earned it.

Remodeling our Class C!

Hey guys!

I know, I know, we’ve been gone for a long time. But after our break, we’re ready to proceed telling our travels. The main reason we took such a break, at first, was the lack of subject matter. We hardly did anything blog-worthy. A few sleepovers, trips to the public pool, and every-day studies are nothing to speak of. We then reached Wayne County and started on some more adventures, but still didn’t write! Now it’s time to tell you all about the biggest thing we did during our break. That thing was a remodel.

The “before” layout 

Do you remember how our motorhome was arranged? Come to think of it, I don’t think we showed many pictures of our little house, so I’ll describe it as it was.

There was a loft above the cab, and and a dinette on the left (when facing the front) side. A couch took over the right side in front of the door. The kitchen was behind the dinette, and the bathroom beyond that. In the very back there was a set of bunk beds, right in the middle of the room. Gordon and I slept in them, though he eventually moved into the loft, and I got both bunks (one for sleeping, one as a desk). That had been a queen-sized bed, but we remodeled it at the beginning. Once you’ve got the picture in mind, we can move on to the new floor plan.

The “after” layout

I’ll begin at the back. That big bedroom with the bunks has gone back to a queen bed. It’s a really beautiful little room now, with light green walls and a pretty, white, embroidered bed cover. The big picture-window in the back is framed with wood, and provides a great view wherever we are, because we’re usually somewhere picturesque. In the daytime the windows are covered with thin white curtains, stenciled with red and green flower patterns on the edges, while at night they’re blocked by thicker snap-on curtains.


The kitchen, bathroom, and dinette are the same as ever, though there are still ideas to change the dinette into an L shape, and to make the table removable. Across the way to the right side, however, things have changed. There’s still a couch, but it’s a lot less space-consuming, not to mention far prettier. Our old couch came out a good foot or so further, and it’s great to have the extra floor space. This new couch is entirely hand-made. Dad made the frame, with some helpful little compartments underneath, out of beautifully dark stained wood, and Mom and I made cushions with a nice cream-and-orange patterned fabric. The couch is adorned with a considerable amount of pillows (five, to be exact, but it seems like a lot more).

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The wall leading to the cab is the same green color as the back bedroom, as is the wall alongside the dinette. There is a strip of stained wood along the cab wall, just there to be pretty.


And finally, the loft. Above the cab, the space is divided into two separate beds by about a foot and a half of space. I have the right-hand bed, and Gordon the left. Each bed is extended a few feet over the couch and dinette, to give us plenty of room to sleep. They, as well, are made of pretty dark-stained wood. You might imagine that it would be hot up there, but a Fantastic Fan is whirring away as I write.

Gordon’s bed (left), and mine (right).


“Where do you keep your clothes?” is a frequently asked question when people see our home. Gordon and I each have a cupboard, mine above the couch, and his above the dinette. We keep bins up there to organize. They’re long cupboards, stretching from our beds to the door, or in Gordon’s case, the kitchen. I bet you can’t say that your space to keep clothes goes all the way to the kitchen!

But where do we keep things? Just, you know, stuff? To be honest, I can’t think of too much stuff that we have to keep. There’s a cupboard in the back to keep computers in, and school supplies are kept in a bin between the two seats in the cab. Gordon keeps his X-Box supplies (controllers, games, etc.) in his cupboard, and the X-Box itself under the table. We each have a bag in the back, under Mom and Dad’s bed, about half filled or less with random items, and that’s also where I keep my sewing supplies. But when you walk into our house, you can only see that we keep one type of thing: books. There’s a bookshelf stretching out under the couch, books piled on ledges in Mom and Dad’s room, and usually at least a couple laying around. I am a book enthusiast, so I had to have a place to keep mine, as well. Gordon and I each have a felt bin at the foot of my bed, the head of his (we sleep opposite). My bin is stuffed to bursting with what I plan to read next, while Gordon uses his for every-day stuff he needs easy access to: magazines, his phone, stuff like that.

So next time you need to remodel a 28′ Class C motorhome to accommodate the needs of four people (as I’m sure you will someday), you know what to read, and who to ask. Just drop by Turtletells.

The Sailboat: A Beautiful Mode of Transportation

People have been using sailboats for over five thousand years, but this wind powered vessel has been thrown aside as steamboats and powerboats take the stage. Many people see the sailboat as slow, boring, and rather nauseating, not to mention unnecessarily hard to use. I myself used to refer to sailing as “Pure boredom, with moments of sheer terror.”

But since then I have grown to appreciate the relaxing sway of the boat, the way it gives you time to enjoy the scenery, and the real ease with which a sailboat can be handled. Dad and I drove out to Colorado not long ago and got our beautiful Com-pac 16, Sparrow. She’s amazing, and makes me feel even more that we need to share the beauty of sailing with the unaware world!
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Let’s start with the invention of the sailboat in 3000 B.C. This whole thing was started by the Mesopotamians, making an easy way to get to the middle of lakes for fishing. As they had been using rowboats prior, they could not get out too far from shore. Their early boats were propelled by square sails, allowing them to catch a lot of wind. Because of these sails, however, they had to sail in the direction that the wind was blowing. They had to row to go another direction, or else anchor and wait for the wind to change. Another problem was that the wind would blow them around, off their course. But whatever the issues, the invention of the sailboat revolutionized transport in Mesopotamia.

By 1 A.D., the sailboat had spread throughout the world. Different peoples had their own ways of doing things; their own successes and their own failures. All the way out in China, the problem of getting blown around was solved. The Vikings are often given credit for the invention of the keel, but in truth it was the Chinese, with their Junk boats.

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(This adorable sailboat that my Dad made for my little cousin is actually a great example of a Gaff sail.)

A Junk boat is a Chinese sailboat that looks, save its square (Gaff) sails, no different than any other. There is a huge difference, however, hidden in the hull. Not unlike the modern-day keel, the first Junk keels were rather narrow, long strips several feet deep that stretched all the way across the hull. This prevented the wind from blowing the boat off course, and it made sailing much more easy.

In 700, the Vikings made their famous keels. They weren’t the first to the invention, but  they did make their own innovation in the way of sailing. Their sail was more rounded, and they could go in more general directions with ease. 

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A Latten sail.

 At the same time the Arabs were working on their sail. They came up with the one most commonly used today: the triangular sail called a lateen. It wasn’t nearly as hard to use as the square sails, and they could go to 70° toward the wind. They used their sailboats mainly for trade.

The keel and lateen weren’t united until the 1800’s, making the ultimate combination, the modern sailboat. Now sailors could go 45° toward the wind (the keel helped in that area too), and they didn’t get blown off course. Sailboats were solving tons of travel problems. Crossing land by covered wagon was exhausting, hard, and slow. You had to feed your mules or horses, and stop to let them rest. But in a boat, across oceans, your sails can carry you day and night. All you’re feeding them on is wind, which isn’t hard to come by. The sailboat was, and is, the ultimate traveling device. 

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This brings us right up to this year, 2015, when Dad and I got a sailboat. Her name is Sparrow, and she is beautiful. She’s a tiny 16-footer, with an 8-foot beam. Her corners are rounded with brass, and the portholes shine with the same stuff. She’s just perfect. Some of you, of course, will still choose to believe that there are many ways of moving about the globe that are better. So for you I admit that a sailboat isn’t totally flawless. It has one slight problem: Good luck skiing.

Hanging Out in Utah

For the last month or so we’ve been hanging out in Utah, seeing grandparents and friends. We’ve gone to Lake Powell twice, mountain biked, seen cousins, spent lots of time on a trampoline, launched a book, and more.

Lil made aprons for her online store Seams Good and is working on a Halloween costume. I learned to golf and went a couple times with my grandpa. Lil and Dad also got a little sailboat to learn how to sail.

Cameron, Lil, and I.

We also spent a bunch of time hanging out with our cousins: bouncing on the trampoline, riding our bikes, visiting the neighbor’s miniature goats, etc. We actually took our cousin Cameron down to Wayne County with us in the RV because Lil had to deliver an apron to a friend who bought one off her store. Click to see her store. So we headed down for the weekend with Cameron and delivered the apron.

After we dropped off the apron we did a super cool, secret hike. You walk through the river that runs through the desert and slide down waterfalls as you go. I can’t tell you what the hike is called or where it is exactly because it’s amazing and almost no one goes there, so it’s not supposed to be on the internet.

On a lot of days, when we weren’t doing anything awesome, we would hang out at our grandparent’s house and Lil and I would watch our favorite shows on Netflix and bounce on the trampoline and go on bike rides and stuff like that.

Once I went on a Mountain Bike ride with my grandpa on a great  trail near his house. It was pretty easy for the most part but there was a huge gravelly downhill at the end. I got going pretty fast, and then because gravel is a jerk I got some speed wobbles and skidded down on my face instead of my bike, but that’s not the worst of it. My grandpa crashed into me and flipped over his handlebars. We’re both okay, but we did get some respectable roadrash.

Playing Uno

As you probably also know we launched our book, The Kid’s Guide to Life on The Road. And have been shamelessly promoting it for the last couple weeks. So click HERE to learn more. It has advice about RVing, Q&A from friends, and awesome stories about awesome things we’ve done.

We also went to the Timpanogos Storytelling Festival with some friends. The storytelling festival is pretty much just a big fairgrounds/garden on mount Timpanogos with lots of tents. People write stories and get up and tell them to crowds. There are scary stories at night and all kinds of stories during the day.

Alright, so that’s my summary of the last month or so. We’ve just been doing normal stuff mostly, but we’re headed to Albuquerque, New Mexico, and the Hot Air Balloon Fiesta, so expect some interesting content coming on TurtleTells.

Traveling Turtle Tuesday: The Kid’s Guide

Hey everyone!! Thank you so much for buying our book! Shelldon got it for free (it’s one of the purks of being  the TurtleTells Turtle). Here he is,  thinking about his favorite part.

“We made friends with them [RV Retirees], and it was really fun to do our homework up there and pretty much spend the whole time talking and not getting anything done. One lady grew up with Jimmy Buffet! We got to be the moderators for the many debates over whether Kentucky is a southern state of not.” (By the way, it isn’t.)


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I don’t know if you still read the blog, Mr. S., but if you do I want you to know that we have many fond memories of you. Thanks for being great!


Ten Ways to Tell if You’re a Full-Time RVer.

We haven’t been doing all that much recently, so I thought I’d share some fun things about Full-Time RVers, things I’ve come to think of as “normal,” while you probably see them as crazy. Here goes!

1. If someone’s in the same time zone, and it’s like they’re practically in your neighborhood, you might be a Full-Timer.
2. If you start getting bored of people saying “It’s a once in a lifetime experience,” you might be a Full-Timer.
3. If you’ve memorized the layout of the standard “cool western town” and “coastal fishing village,” you might be a Full-Timer.
4. When people ask what grade you’re in and your reply is “In which subject?” you might be a Full-Timer
5. If you’re asked your favorite place and your answer is “all of them,” you might be a Full-Timer.
6. If motion sickness medicine is on the weekly shopping list, you might be a Full-Timer.
7. If you have about thirty grocery store cards on your key ring, you might be a Full-Timer.
8. If you don’t do geography in school because you already do it so much in life, you might be a Full-Timer.
9. If you wake up in the morning, look around, and ask, “Where are we?” you might be a Full-Timer.
10. And finally, if the sentence “I’ve been there!” is included in almost every conversation, you might be a Full-Timer.

Please comment to tell us if you match any of these descriptions!