By the middle of July, we were living full-time in The Coffee House. No longer conveniently parked in the driveway of our home, our trailer was in an RV park by a speedway. Zoom, zoom.
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For the first time in months, at the end of July, we had time to enjoy reading. We set up our lounge chairs and put our feet up. There was still too much stuff in the trailer and truck, but we enjoyed that first taste of freedom reading as long as we could.
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It was now the last week of July 2018. The time had come to leave everything we called home for the last 6 ½ years. We planned to leave Vancouver Island and not look back.
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It’s nice to unplug for a few days, to not be trying to make connections online. We learned quickly we had to manage our device usage or we’d run out of data. We have a mobile WiFi hotspot, a shared phone data plan, and free WiFi where we can get it.
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It was almost like we were returning home. Driving to Williams Lake felt like the final stretch. We thought the country around Savona, between Kamloops and Cache Creek, was beautiful.
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By mid-August, we had a better idea of what our monthly spending would be. To be looking back today, every month has been different. It was a false sense of comfort, an unrealistic view of what we could spend each month with a budget based on what we had spent while we had a house and a static lifestyle.
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Decisions about finances, about where we wanted to live, where we could travel, what work we wanted to do, these were all made before we left our home in Sooke and moved into the Coffee House. That didn't mean we were stuck with those decisions, or that situations wouldn't change and we would wonder what to do next. We were choosing less to live more.
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Over the Labour Day long weekend, we traveled from Penticton to Lac La Jeune Lake. We joined family for three days, our last trip before we headed closer to the border and off on our own for the rest of 2018.
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We chose Oliver as our next destination; a small town, but lush with amazing landscapes. Most of the RV parks were full, but I found one place that was willing to give us a spot for two weeks. I didn’t realize it would be in an overflow area.
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In Oliver, we were feeding the beast. This was the best wifi we had connected to since Williams Lake. We binged on Ozark and cheered on the athletes competing on The Ultimate Beastmaster thanks to Netflix.
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The campsite assigned to us in Osoyoos at Nk’Mip ("Nk'mip" is pronounced "in-ka-meep") was steps away from the lake. We set up the trailer on the edge of the beach, the wheels in the sand, then unpacked our chairs to enjoy a calm moment.
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Having routines but not watching our watches, just the movement of the sun and light of the day, that flow made us more productive. We looked back at how we had been trained to get up, go to work, make appointments, follow a schedule, and there didn’t seem to be anything we remembered but the passage of time in that past life. Now we could enjoy what was in front of us; lake life, travel, new experiences.
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We felt like we’d been staring down that border for months when it had only been weeks. Gazing over the southern boundary of Osoyoos Lake, we knew it wasn’t going to look any different when we drove Hwy 97 into the United States. It would feel different.
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