Derailed

So, we’re currently in Groton, Connecticut. Our bus is back near Savannah, GA parked with our dear friends Ann & Elliott – and Kiki is looking after them all.

How and why are we here?

For about the past week we’ve been on a very purposeful non-bus road trip. It’s been an amazing and emotional adventure, filled with a lot of love and family reconnections. We would have shared earlier, but between the blog being super sluggish last week and just a lack of time – we just haven’t been able to get the story up. We’ll rectify that later this week.

Our biggest problem right now is how we get back to our home.

Just an hour after we arrived, there was a huge train derailment down the tracks from us that has put a kink in our return plans.

The easy part of this adventure was supposed to be the trip home – we had booked Amtrak departing across the bridge in New London back to where we left our Mini Cooper parked at the Savannah station.

The problem isn’t so much that the initial leg of our train adventure from New London to NYC has been canceled. The real problem is that the train shut down is effecting tens of thousands of others, making all the alternate ways into NYC to catch our connecting train a potential headache.

If it looked like train service would resume in the next day or two, we’d just extend our stay up here. But that’s not looking likely at all.

So, we’re going to get an extra early start Monday morning – and either attempt to use the alternate combo train/bus workarounds… or get a ride with family over to the Harlem line for a direct shot down to Grand Central Station.

With any luck, we’ll have a fun chaotic adventure and then a restful overnight on the train into Savannah. And then we’ll resume our westward track in the bus.

Travels like these remind us why we love traveling in our home so much. There’s just something about knowing that no matter where you are, you’re sleeping in your own bed tonight. We miss home.