Yes, we are truly on the road again. The Bassfam is heading west again. This time we are pointing at Pike's pointyness. Hard to believe, but is it really?

Right now, we are in Troy, Alabama (for those who are playing the Bassfam Travels at home board game).

The two older girls were riding with me in the 17 ft. U-Haul. I decided to create a new game. One of these days I'm coming up with a good one and everyone will play it when they drive places. It will rival punch buggy and... well, that's why I'm working on a new one. It's time. Let the VW game go to pasture. It's lived a good life.

So my game was as follows. "Girls, let's play this," I said, "Ask me three questions. Anything at all." I figured I was setting myself up to show how dumb THIS dad can be, but I wanted to know, what were the most burning questions on their minds.

Joelle's first question: "How many highways are there in all of America?"

Dad's answer: "Wow. I have NO idea. A bunch. A whole lot." Joelle's first question suddenly became the last. The three question game is now a one hit blunder, a collector's item of conversations.

My thought, as I debated myself over whether or not to do the research for the real answer was, "I don't know how many roads, but I would like to drive them all. The thing is, I REALLY like to travel. Is that a hobby or a habit? I have no interest in gambling, boozing it up, or iPhones. OK, perhaps I am a little iCurious about the Apple gadget. But I don't really have those vices for the kids to write in their memoir. Is it possible that my kids will have this memory of their dad? It's me coming home late and stating, "Honey, I moved our family again. I'm sorry, we have no money for diapers."

I look forward to this trip. I look forward to this chapter. I DO have real doubts like a guy the night before his wedding. Oh, not me. I mean, some other guy that I know. Some jerk. Anyway, I will elaborate more on why this move was needed later.

For now, I will list some small miracles that happened already:
On moving day:
- The truck rental people, a nice couple in Jupiter, FL happens to be moving to the exact same place. Nearly the same time, too. They gave us over $1000 off the rental price. They added free miles and gave a total of 10 days.
- The security guard let me into our development with the truck when it was 5:05 pm
- A brother of mine and a friend of his came over and grabbed and lifted and shoved and after almost three hours had a truck packed so tight I will most likely need much WD-40 to get that first item out once I begin to unload.
- As we started our trek, the hungry travelers needed to stop for much beverage and food. The Burger King lady gave 2 free toys, a free box of fries, and a pack of free chicken ink blot looking things.
On First day of official travel:
- The Kids did great.
- We remain safe.
- The two cars that I watched collide, at an intersection in Gainesville, carried passengers who were apparently not hurt.
- We found a very affordable motel and I got to listen to the front desk clerk share Jesus with the customer in front of me.

So Willie get's the credit for singing that song (and making that movie with Dyan Cannon). However, we simply get the credit for living it out the song. As I stated to a friend, we made good on our threat. We moved again.

And, I like to travel? Is that all? No, Im also kind of good at it. Is THAT all? Well, is anything really ever "ALL?"