The sweet older couple that sold us our Airstream stood on the driveway behind us, through the rearview I could see his arm wrapped around her comforting her as she wiped tears from her face. We waved to them as we pulled away, and they both waved back.

When I think about the beginning of us, budding dreams, and where the idea for Uproot and Adventure came from, I think of a 1900’s Virginia farmhouse. It was a quirky place to say the least, no central air conditioning in an area that easily reached above 100° F in July, currently occupied by a large mouse family, and with a locked attic that we did not yet know about. But that quirkiness seemed par for the course because the way we came to be renting that sweet house was a little unusual too.