Just about a year ago,I set out on the road,Seeking my fame and fortune,Looking for a pot of gold.Things got bad and things got worse.I guess you will know the tune.Oh Lord, I’m stuck in Lodi again. It wasn’t a year ago for us, it more like four years ago that we found ourselves stuck […]
Tag: Escapees
A Proper Update
I feel guilty that so many friends opened that last post looking for an update on my medical questions, only for me to say, “I don’t want to talk about it.” I really was overwhelmed with, shall we say, unproductive feelings. Even now as I try to draft a better response, I find myself rambling […]
I Drove All the Way Here for This!
That’s what I told the endocrinologist yesterday when he said, “We’ll run a few tests the next time you’re in the area.” Dude! Dude. My husband and I cancelled all our summer plans and rearranged our lives to come here for this. For you! To Houston in the summer! Can’t you do them sooner?” To […]
Texas, the Big Caricature
A friend told me that Texans are caricatures of themselves, and they don’t even know it. We keep saying that over and over here. It’s brilliant. What does this caricature look like? Texans: don’t wave. Not even when their arm is resting on the truck door as they’re passing you slowly down a narrow dirt […]
How Would You Rather Die—and Tamales!
We’ve had just two adventures outside the campground here in Livingston, and they both make decent stories. First, the Tamales You guys know that original Star Trek episode when the tiny alien guy insists that Kirk and his landing party drink with him before he’ll fess up to all the trouble he’s caused them? He […]
In Defense of Weirdos Like Us
While I walk Banjo in the early mornings (and then walk myself in the afternoons), I’ve been thinking more about the people here in this strangest of campgrounds at the Escapees national headquarters. I’ve broken them down into these categories to the best of my seven-days-here knowledge. Temporary Campers Many people in the campsites that […]
Oh Lord, I’m Stuck in Lodi, Again.
I’m stuck in Livingston, not Lodi (that’s from a CCR song, if it didn’t ring a bell for you). This morning we had to re-up our camping site for seven more days because we don’t know how long it will take for the truck to get fixed. Let’s see. What will we do for seven […]
We’re on the “Group W” Bench
We’ve just reserved a campsite for Thanksgiving, which calls to mind all the times I’ve driven to the family dinner with Alice’s Restaurant playing on the car stereo—in four-part harmony. If you’ve somehow never heard this long rambling delirious wonderful song about resistance, listen to it now. Gettin’ more injections, inspections, detections, neglections …. and […]
Infiltrating the RV Full-timers’ Cult Compound
Man, this Escapees RV park (it’s called Rainbow’s End) is very, very strange to me. It is definitely an isolated bubble, a world all its own. Campsite Types There are 495 sites on the compound, and I think I can categorize them like this: regular camping spots (but close together and pretty crappy: here is […]
The Epic Quest to Become Texans
Currently we’re camped at the Escapees headquarters, the club that helps us with residency paperwork. This place is far from grand, but more on that later. Here’s my status on our residency quest, which I can’t imagine you’ll find interesting; still it’s all part of our adventure. So, we do have an official address in […]
