I wish any part of that title was a joke, but sadly, it's all true!
On Wednesday at 8:30 am Dom and I packed up our cars and left my beautiful South Florida and started to 17 hour drive to Hunker, Pennsylvania.
Originally we were going to drive for 8 hours, spend the night in Columbia, SC and then do the second half the next day, but we decided to just drive for as long as possible, and see how far we got!
Day 1, we made it 16 hours! Let me tell you, my butt will never be the same. It fell asleep somewhere in Georgia and never fully came back.
We wanted to stop and spend the night soon after we got to West Virginia, about 3 hours from Hunker. We pulled up to a Howard Johnson and Dom got out to see if they had a room.
They did not. Neither, she informed us, would any other hotel from there to Morgantown (2 hours further) because 30 THOUSAND boy scouts were in town for the Boy Scout Jamboree. Spending the night surrounded by 30,000 prepubescent boys sounded like the last thing I would ever be interested in after driving 14 hours, so we kept going to Morgantown, West Virginia! We finally arrived around 1am.
{Yes, I wore that shirt on purpose ;)}
Upon waking up Thursday morning, we very quickly noticed that we were no longer in West Palm Beach. The scenery in Morgantown is beautiful, but the people, town, and views could not be more different! That's where it started to hit us that our life was about to change...drastically.
An hour later we made it to Hunker! Immediately when we got off the exit Dom texted me 3 little letters.
"omg."
Seriously, guys. Our town is a truck stop. That's putting it nicely. It's green and beautiful, but our neighbors are cows and a run down gas station is the only thing within 15 miles. Not even a place to get coffee! There is a little ice cream stand though. :) Oh, and 6 churches right in a row.
Since the town was so barren, I decided to google Hunker, PA and see what it was all about. The first thing that caught my eye made me burst into instant tears from laughter and sorrow. The population of Hunker, PA is 329. Not 329 thousand, just 329. Dom and I make it 331. :)
What is my life.
At this point, we were very nervous to see the townhouse we chose, site unseen.
Thank goodness, it is perfect.
The street looks like it's out of a storybook, and our townhouse is so bright and adorable.
We may or may not have taken a little rest on the floor...since we had no chairs!
A few hours later Dom's parents arrived with both his and my furniture from past apartments and we got to work making our house a home! They were so generous helping us get set up, we could not be more grateful! Party Nana bought us a gorgeous couch too. We are spoiled rotten.
Once everything has its place and is all decorated, I'll give a full tour!
Meanwhile, this guy has his first day of medical school today, and I am going to go hang out with the cows. Or the gas station attendant.
Take me back to Florida?