Most of our time in Chicago has been spent gradually peeling the onion – removing all the layers that accumulate over the years, down to just what is imPOtent. Liz and I made a pact with each other that we were NOT going to keep things with mere “minor” sentimental value, which is almost everything.
Decision Points… Pass on Passes and the Horny Corner!?
So….Our time in California came to an end approximately the same time that Chet’s basketball season came to an end. More on the latter in a minute – first we had to escape California. That presented TWO challenges…the price of fuel and the route to take. FORTUNATELY, RV WHERE YET has a BIG fuel tank
This “Living on the Road” Experiment is OVER!!
But, not the way you might be thinking!!! As we have disclosed before, Liz and I have decided that the experiment IS over – we are happy on the road, and don’t need most of our assets tied up in a 100+ year old maintenance pit in Chicago. Our place was listed just B4 Thanksgiving,
Texas Highlights…Such as Leaving Texas!
We spent some fabulous time in Texas, as disclosed in our last post. I probably owe Texas at least a little bit more press, so here we go! OK. There is nothing more to report!! Well, maybe a little… We enjoyed the weather, our neighbors and new friends (Steve and Debbie) and time with old
Southbound and South Padre Adventures
As we were getting ready to leave Sin City, we had a little adventure we’d just as soon NOT repeat. EVER. For a couple evenings, I had been hearing a sort of “scratching” noise, but could not identify a source. And it was windy most days, so the sound COULD HAVE BEEN something rustling outside.
Sin City Family Time
Our stay in Vegas commenced with arrival at the CLARK COUNTY SHOOTING RANGE. This place was recommended to us as a replacement for the Dishonest and Unethical RV spot that we had booked in town. And, it turns out, the recommendations were SPOT ON, much as the shooters are (mostly) spot on at their stations!
Getting Screwed in Las Vegas (NOT like that, tho…)
We left Windy’s and headed to Las Vegas. I had made an appointment with a highly recommended Diesel shop there, the purpose being to have the Bus Lubed, and under that pretense have someone knowledgeable look at the greasy side to make sure everything that should be connected, was. We needed to be there at
Friends with Benefits and Pigs with Personality
Leaving Denver, we had a choice of 2 paths. One would land us in Pagosa Springs, where Liz’s friends Dyan and Royce have a new AirBNB (and, as we learned only later, Royce had prepared a Green Chili made with Elk). The other would be a southernly path, thru Santa Fe and Albuquerque. Normally, the
Iowa Harvest University and more (WAY MORE!)
Immediately upon arrival at the Florer Farm, Cindy delivered us out to the field Steve was Combining, and he took first Liz and then me for a ride in “The Combine!” This is the UNBELIEVEABLE (to a City-slicker, anyway) symbol of American Agriculture. As I was watching the machine, I could think only of Rube
Bumps and Spots and Anomalies, Oh My!
Our path next took us back to Chicago for the very briefest of visits. Our ONLY reason for visiting was that I had noticed a bizarre “thing” under my tongue. Noticed because I had managed to get a Tortilla chip lodged there, and upon investigation discovered “it.” I had not wanted to trouble Liz with