John and I arrived here in Winston-Salem on a chilly March afternoon. And now we are working with Natalie on the farm on 90+ degree days wondering where the time went. Being here in NC for the past two and a half months has allowed us the time to work out some of the kinks in our van dwelling experience. Even though we were both working a lot, we feel very lucky to have a home base here at Natalie's house. She is such a generous host and her hospitality has been nothing that we have ever experienced. We have almost taken over her living room with our clothing, art supplies, tools, and van gear, turned her front yard into our workshop, and made giant messes in her kitchen. We will truly miss hanging out with her and I know she will miss John's interpretations of all the market-goers.
We also have to say good-bye to all the nice people we have met here so far: chicken farmers, a cat brain scientist, tuba player, Guatemalan couple, southern truck driver, soap maker, choir director, compost collectors, beer brewer, bread maker, homesteaders, and a plumbing entrepreneur. It's difficult to incorporate yourself into a small community and it's even harder to peel yourself off of one after only 2.5 months. But we will never forget this place and especially not these people. As Maya Angelou (a resident of Winston Salem) once said, "I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." I hope that stands true for us in all our adventures.