My Doppelgänger

I knew something was weird even before I met her. As soon as Tracy and I pulled into this Airstream-only park in southwest Virginia, people who spend their summers here would wave at me enthusiastically. Like, really excited to see me. I thought, “They sure are welcoming here!” But then I noticed that the waving […]

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Small Precious Things

We’re such the assholes when we pull into a campground. We leave the diesel truck running in the road while we scope out our site. Once in, we crank down jacks with a drill, set up the starlink antenna, put up the tent, add lights. It’s a lot of stuff we disgorge onto our campsite […]

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Guess What, Back to Houston

This is part of a personal/medical series (GDTRx), unrelated to travel. Just a quick update here. I didn’t get an appointment with the Mayo Clinic. I don’t know why I didn’t, because the denial code is in a letter that’s been mailed to our mailing service in Livingston, Texas. As in snail mailed. I won’t get that […]

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Navigating a Hipcamp in the Heat

This week we’re parked at one of those brewery/winery/event spaces that are so popular with young, Eastcoast families with disposable income, this one near Fredericksburg, Virginia, and we chose it only because we were pretty desperate. It was a last-ditch plan because it’s part of the Harvest Hosts and Hipcamp listings that drive us bonkers: […]

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A True Vacation

You know the background here: after two weeks in New York, we turned south to Virginia to wait on a couple of doctors—which’ll determine where we’re going next—and this change of plans meant we had no camping reservations for the summer. We were in a pickle. When my good friend Mary Margaret offered us her […]

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