I have bad news for everyone who’s ever hung out with us since we’ve been on the road: we lost the tent. Not like we can’t find it, but it’s kaput. Winds really did gust at 53 mph here, and they broke a strut that then tore a hole, and yadda yadda irreparable damage was […]
Tag: Brownsville
Won’t You Meet My Neighbors
Wanna come along with me as I drive my borrowed golf cart around this RV resort and wave at the neighbors? Right here on my “street” you can see what a different place this is now that the late-comers have pulled in. As soon as Christmas was done, RVs from all over the U.S. and […]
Knitting and Waiting
There is so much up in the air in my world that I can barely stay focused. At the same time, I’m bored off my rocker sitting around waiting for stuff to unfold. What the heck? Seriously, there’s the knee, plus all the other medical stuff we have scheduled before we hit the road again […]
Conjuring Good Vibrations
It’s been a week since my spectacular one-woman bicycle accident—amazingly, along a straight-away on a paved road—that somehow screwed up my knee. The more I think about it (it’s been a long week), the more I have no idea how I managed such a Charlie-Chaplinesque move. One minute I was zooming along, wondering about those […]
Airstreams Are Not Crutch-Compatible
I’ve been using crutches for less than a week now, so I hardly have room to complain. I’d like to; I surely feel like complaining. But seeing as how so many people I know have endured knee injuries, the only legit angle I have for whining is the pain in the ass that is living in […]
Santa Had a Sleigh Wreck
I was riding my bike back from the mailroom here at the RV park in Brownsville, with a couple of Christmas packages strapped to my basket (and by “strapped” I mean teetering one on top of the other behind me, no actual strap involved). The boxes started to shift, I did an ill-considered twist to […]
The Sitch at the Resort
“Winter Texans” is what people call themselves—people who come down here from the Midwest, mostly (some Canadians), and stay at their RV place for three months, hanging with other Winter Texans. I was planning on writing about cultural isolationism in this park, but, you know what? I’ve been here only a week, so I’ll wait […]
For Itinerants, We Sure Settle Down Well
I’d forgotten that a friendly Canadian gave me her tiki bar sign right off her campsite post in Alberta a couple of summers ago. Here, in the Tip o’ Texas, we’ve been unpacking storage spots in the Airstream that I didn’t realize we had (which is saying something) and finding things like tiki bar signs […]
Spur-of-the-moment Upgrade
So, we’re an hour away from Brownsville, and while Tracy’s driving, I do a little research, make a couple of calls, and, presto, we change where we’re staying this winter. And I sure hope it’s an upgrade; it certainly costs more. The trouble with last year’s mobile home park is that the decent campsites (aka happenstance […]
Things to Look Forward to in Brownsville
Today is our last day on the road for the winter, so I’m thinking positively about Brownsville, at the Tip o’ Texas. It’s where we spent last winter, and Tracy loves it there. I am going to learn to. I was actually getting the hang of the place at about the end of the three […]