Kentucky tried real hard to not let us leave. We wrapped up our time there with a stop at the Harland Sanders Café & Museum in Corbin (free museum, and yes… I had to try the full KFC spread), but the real story is the alternator saga that nearly stopped everything. We were bouncing between boondocking and RV parks because cloudy weather meant solar wasn’t keeping up, and we could basically only boondock one night before we had to recharge. On top of that, we had to get to North Carolina for a flight home for Thanksgiving, and our replacement alternator was waiting for us… in Arizona. Because why would anything be simple on The Lemon Route? Then came the “we’ve never left our van at an airport” adventure. We cleaned out the fridge, dumped tanks, killed power, and rolled into airport parking just to discover the 9'6" clearance is not a suggestion. Yes, we love-tapped the A/C. When we got back, it was cold, it was snowing nearby, TSA had definitely inspected the alternator in our checked bag (fair), and we held our breath checking for leaks, cracks, and dead batteries. Good news: solar kept us topped off and we only had a little moisture. Finally, I installed alternator #2 myself—jack up, safe supports, rewired harness (because the plug didn’t match), belt on, and then the moment of truth: charging. Seeing ~80 amps going in with no shore power was a huge win, and I adjusted the belt load manager so we don’t cook another one. Stressful? Yes. But Mr. Lemon rolls on.