The neverending summer
Six days ago I decided to do what so many vacationers dream of doing so very often but never quite muster up the courage to bring that bad boy of an idea to the finish line-pack up my bags for one last time and set sail for my favorite weekend getaway on a more permanent basis. And for anyone who has checked in at theSnappyCamper it will be no surprise where I have chosen as my final destination. Why Provincetown, Massachusetts of course (also known as the Other Magic Kingdom in my book).
For years I have written about this amazing tip of the world and have dreamed of this place for even longer than that. This is my place, where I belong. I don't know how to describe it other than love at first sight that continued to grow and flourish across the decades of my life. And for years I have made up about a million and two reasons why I wouldn't, couldn't or shouldn't just pack up and go. But one of those not-so-magical special birthdays coupled with with a few major life shakeups really helped me to knock down each and every barrier, both real and imagined, that was holding me back.
Now don't get me wrong, all of this comes at a price and there are many, many logistics involved (not the least of which is the challenge of maintaining two households separated by one hundred and forty eight odd miles). Add a double shot of New England weather patterns, leaving a nineteen year old in charge in my absence and about sixty five other things that I have thought of and planned for plus seventy two more that will probably hit me the first week of my journey into the state of dual residence. But quite frankly my dears, I don't give a damn. I have always encouraged others to 'stop making excuses and start making reservations' and decided to take a dose and a half of my own medicine. And I'm pretty sure it will work out to be just what the doctor ordered. And then some.

Call me whatever name you want but checkout my new backyard before you get to judge-y
For years I have written about this amazing tip of the world and have dreamed of this place for even longer than that. This is my place, where I belong. I don't know how to describe it other than love at first sight that continued to grow and flourish across the decades of my life. And for years I have made up about a million and two reasons why I wouldn't, couldn't or shouldn't just pack up and go. But one of those not-so-magical special birthdays coupled with with a few major life shakeups really helped me to knock down each and every barrier, both real and imagined, that was holding me back.
Now don't get me wrong, all of this comes at a price and there are many, many logistics involved (not the least of which is the challenge of maintaining two households separated by one hundred and forty eight odd miles). Add a double shot of New England weather patterns, leaving a nineteen year old in charge in my absence and about sixty five other things that I have thought of and planned for plus seventy two more that will probably hit me the first week of my journey into the state of dual residence. But quite frankly my dears, I don't give a damn. I have always encouraged others to 'stop making excuses and start making reservations' and decided to take a dose and a half of my own medicine. And I'm pretty sure it will work out to be just what the doctor ordered. And then some.

Call me whatever name you want but checkout my new backyard before you get to judge-y


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