71 days since I picked up my Alto trailer and started down the road (yeah, pun intended) towards being a full-time vagabond. At the end of May, I let the apartment go and moved everything I had left into either trailer or car (mostly trailer). And yesterday, I officially gave my notice at work that August 19th is my last day. They don’t give you any fanfare, and to them, it’s just another resignation, not the big-deal retirement thing it is for me personally. So what have I learned in 71 days of doing this (minus 14 days of an…