If you are like us, you have wondered MANY TIMES over the past 30 months what would be the inflection point, to borrow a phrase from Kamala Harris, at which it would be time to FLEEEEEEE. Mine is "when they seize my bank accounts." Not really any going back from there! Luckily, we have a Wonkebago. And Canuck friends? We have YOU!
We haven't felt the itch to run even once since we got our passports, after some State Department fuckery, in the US mail. (They weren't accepting Old Dad's "birth certificate," from "New Jersey," as a form of ID.) But since we've got 'em, and you've been asking, and it's almost time for a working vacation at Shy's family's cabin*, well get out your calendars and your recreational marijuana because Spokane, Seattle, and VANCOUVER CANADA, we are coming to see you ... temporarily. Consider it a dry run.