Tag Archive: true life stories

Prologue 2: Waiting.

But I had so many questions and I was so confused. The wait was killing me, all that time to worry. We were going to be Grey Nomads, part of a group, our own senile gang of peeps, united by the fact we would be the most hated people on the road. What is a Nomad anyway? Is it just a mistake that “Mad” is part of the word?

Prologue 1. We Bought A Caravan.

When we talked about doing something fun next week, his first suggestion was always the caravan show at … (insert the name of any god forsaken little town in Australia you want here) and that is where we went. I had a whole section of my closet set aside for caravan viewing outfits.