Oh man, I had what I thought was a funny title for this post—and that’s what it got published with—but now I’m thinking it’s a lot less funny and a lot more weird. It’s hard to joke about plumbing, either in the trailer or in the person, and I was aiming at both! Whatever, it’s […]
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A Friday Night Rodeo, Moving Crystals in My Head, Tricky Houston Plans
I try to keep to one topic per post, but we’ve been crazy busy lately. I even forgot to send out my Friday morning email to readers, for the first time in five years! Okay, it’s automated, which means five years ain’t much to brag about—but also, how could I have not sent it out? […]
Our 2025 Travel Plans (Kinda)
For the first time in five years, I’m going to share our travel plans for spring/summer/fall only broadly here. No detailed map with circles and arrows, no list with dates. Here’s: 1) why not, 2) our plan in broad strokes, 3) my new blog structure for presenting our travels. Seems like a jumble, but stick […]
For Us Winter Texans
I was reading about the first act at an outdoor music venue we go to sometimes down here in Brownsville, and the post said the artist would be on from 6-8 pm, “for you Winter Texans.” Aka, old people who like to go to bed early. I’m in! So, we stood in the chilly evening […]
The Nomad Witching Hour Is Upon Us
Sometimes when we’re staying somewhere for more than a few days (and when we’re lucky)—the weekend campers are gone, we’re done with our mystery trips to the local grocery store and laundromat—and we can explore and relax in peace. That’s the sweet spot. I’m thinking we’re in the sour spot about right now. Time wise, […]
How Many Stories Can We Tell?
“Can I tell you about the book I’m reading?” “Did I tell you the funny story about those friends?” “Tell me more about what you want to do.” “Could you tell me how to do that?” The simple story goes: I stayed with Finn for the first half of his vacation on South Padre Island, […]
Merry Christmas, from Warmth and Sunshine!
It’s Christmas Eve here in Brownsville, and I’d planned on going to the cocktail party at the RV park clubhouse this evening, but the holiday blues are upon me. It doesn’t help that I cleaned everyone out of pocket money during Card Bingo last night in a freak string of beginner’s luck and now don’t […]
On Hearing the Palm Fronds Rustle
I ride my bike to the RV park’s fitness room each morning, and then I park it against the trunk of a palm tree. To get it situated just right so it won’t blow over in the wind while I’m in the gym, I have to duck under the fronds. Palm fronds rubbing together in […]
Still Catching Our Collective Breath
I haven’t been my usual chatterbox self here on the blog because there hasn’t been much to report. Except! For big news! (Oh how easily I forget.) My knee is finally better! I found a chiropractor willing to do a modified set of jerks; he was more conservative than the guy in Wisconsin about the […]
Rest, Hydrate, Recoup, Repeat
We’ve never needed a long stay as bad as when we dragged ourselves into our winter spot, in the dark, last Friday night. This is our third winter in Brownsville, the very southern Tip o’ Texas, and our second in this RV resort, Jetstream Tropical Trails. It’s a new campground plopped on top of former […]
