Meet Homer

It's official: We're here for another night. The closest parts are, ironically, in California and Akron, Ohio. Camping World was kind enough to let us spend the night in their parking lot, but with two little kids and no hookups, we figured extending the hotel stay would be the more comfortable (though also more expensive) choice.

In the meantime, let me introduce you to Homer:



I haven't met him in person yet, but Steve sent me the photo.

Why Homer? The reasons are threefold:

1. It's our new home...er.

2. It's big and bulky, like Homer Simpson, and we seem to have a Simpsons theme going. I call our truck the Canyonero, after a vehicle on the Simpsons. Our truck's trim package is called Laramie, which is the cigarette of choice among Springfieldians. It all ties together.

3. Homer wrote the Odyssey, and we're undertaking our own Odyssey (presuming we ever get out of Texas). We also traded in our Odyssey to buy the truck, so it call comes full-circle.

I had hoped to post photos of the inside, too, but that will obviously have to wait a little longer.

Our current plan is to go to lunch, then head up to get Homer registered. Ideally, the part we need will arrive at 8 a.m. tomorrow, and should only take an hour to install. Then we'll be on the road tomorrow morning. We hope. Really.