Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves
A reader wrote in today saying:
Angela and family of gypsies! Being the gypsy type I am, when I saw that you had taken your family on this grand adventure, I had to check it out.
Last year my husband (we’re 58 and 61) ran away from home, too. We took our old 27′ motorhome and sold at markets all the way across Canada to pay for the adventure. It was the most fun thing we’ve ever done.
Her letter reminded me that, when I was a little girl, I’d wanted to a be a writer, a gypsy or a circus worker. I reminisced out loud to Richard and the children. Richard asked, “Why a gypsy?”
I replied, “Well, because of that Cher song, of course! Remember it? Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves? It seemed like such a romantic lifestyle…”
Richard cocked his eyebrow at me, grinned, and headed out for his shower. Ali asked about the song so I logged onto my itunes.com account and downloaded it instantly (ah, I LOVE wireless Internet!!) I then turned up the volume so the children could listen to the song. However, I was shocked to realized I’d forgotten most of the lyrics! Surely I didn’t understand what Cher was singing about when I was so young and humming along to her music? The children and I listened to Cher’s lyrics about the men laying their money down and her, being 16 years old, getting pregnant by a 21-year-old guy and being abandoned. I quickly turned down the song and looked at the children, happy to realize that the curious looks on their faces meant they didn’t understand what she’s singing about, just as I hadn’t at that age. Shwew!
We’re waking up very early tomorrow and heading to the Cape May Ferry. It’ll be a 1 1/2 hour ride through the Atlantic and then we’ll be driving south to Virginia Beach, VA.
Our schedule of waking up, doing our work (and the children doing their schoolwork) and then having family time in the late afternoon and evening is working out really well. It’s so quiet at the campgrounds this time of year and the temperatures in the 60’s and 70’s couldn’t be more comfortable. Right now, Ali and Frank are sitting outside painting and Max is running his trains through the dirt.
We’ve put a new map on the site showing our stops and our current location. Click HERE to see where we are today.
See ya in Virginia Beach!