in my wandering ways, i have grown the notion that pre travel jitters come in many different flavors, from the liberating anticipation of traveling solo to the tour-guide feel of traveling with tourists. monday morning i will be hitting the road for the second road trip with my foster family. last year's premiere road trip went well enough that hubs and i are just fine tuning last year's trip. a whole lot of healing has happened since the string of tragedies which brought them to us just before the corona crowning, but the arrangement still feels new and fragile. our prayer is that keeping the road trip adventurously familiar will help steady the connections while expanding the horizons. just praying and far from certain i've defined this particular flavor of pre travel jitters yet. the kids are bouncing off the walls.

that set of pre travel jitters still feels far more familiar than knowing what to expect from the citizens of coronaville. our trip will take us through 4 states and even here in the state where i've lived out most of the coronaville experience, the mandates i read on the internet seldom match the interpretations i experience in real time. for sure, the local interpretations are quite far from consistent. it seems likely that the local mandates of 4 different states will vary even more radically. dare i even attempt researching, much less translating the current local mandates? i'm thinking to just go and see what unfolds. 

gotta run. baby sis needs to be scraped off the ceiling where big bro and big sis playfully tossed her. that's not quite what i meant by, "working together."