Honey, did you remember to grab a lighter?
I think so.
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Honey, did you get the lighter?
Uhhhh, I think there’s one out there already.
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Oh yeah. I need to grab a lighter!
He’s wiring shit.
I’m having a beer.
Freaks the eff out every time Tim goes outside. Every. Time.
This will take some getting used to.
Just a few miles from the park:
Leakey beverages. Right.
And… corn? Corn is a thing with the beer and the wine?
First meal onboard:
Slightly undercooked filets ‘n’ bleu, garden salad, and buttered red spuds. Slightly underdone brownies with ice cream for dessert.
All cooked and consumed to twangy country music from the Urban Cowboy era, because it’s the only radio station we’ve managed to pick up.
Life is very, very good — even if we haven’t figured out the oven or the entertainment system yet.
We’ve passed the first overnight test. Stayed dry through the midnight t-storms (central Texas is dressing up for Halloween as a place that gets rain), and Tim had already walked the dog and brewed the coffee by the time I rolled out — just like at home!
POD: Indoors for the morning, while the wet weather passes through, then a bike ride this afternoon.
That’s my bike he’s working on.
Got me a good man, I did.
If you go through cancer treatment, know this:
When you get your life back, it will be different.
Some things — precious things — will mean even more to you.
Almost everything else? It’ll mean a whole lot less.
I like my view.
Home is where we park.
What’ll it be tonight?
Dinner… or disaster?
Find out by tuning in at 6, right here on the RV channel.
I drove the BFT!
And I only had to yell once.
It was, “Oh my god get your stupid little dog off my road!” For the dog’s protection. Of course.
Oh, and we hiked up a mountain too.
Welp, home we go, with a good list of what we need to do, repair, research, and procure for the next trip. Overall, this one was a success. We done good.
Looking forward to a day when set-up and break-down take us a lot less time, though!
Also, we learned a lot about poop: production, storage capacity, chemical treatment, and removal. It’s kind of a big deal now.
We left camp.
I am sad.