What I came to realize is that fear, that’s the worst of it. That’s the real enemy. So, get up, get out in the real world and you kick that bastard as hard you can right in the teeth.Walter, Breaking Bad I left Mustang Island and drove straight to Lake Casa Blanca International State Park. Even though I was a day late, they kindly held my campsite for me, knowing that I’d experienced the trauma of a dog bite at another Texas Park the day before. I loved Mustang Island until the bite incident and the drama of being solo while trying to find treatment. It’s amazing how a single event or series of events can color the joy associated with a location. I’d was hoping my experience in the Laredo park would be better; initially, I was excited to cross the border into Mexico for a day trip. Now, I just wanted to cocoon and take care of myself. The warnings were playing in my …
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Mapping Borders
I stuck my map up on the door, carefully matching velcro strips I'd placed along the edge of a sheet of vinyl. I stood back and looked at my work. The edge was crooked, which irritated me a little, I thought I cut it straight. Isn't that just like life? We plan in straight lines, but the actuality is always a different matter. I kept the map as it was, happy with the symbolism. When I bought this fifth wheel, I thought I'd have it forever, but here I was, afraid to stick the map of my travels directly on the exterior wall of the trailer. Rather than displaying it for all passers-by to see, it only bragged of my nomadic lifestyle when the weather was warm enough to have the door open. I'm proud of the places I've traveled as a solo female RVer, especially since I was pulling a 33-foot fifth wheel. My entire rig was 50-feet long, including the truck, as the BC Ferries operator …
Let’s Change the World Together
2020! I had planned a trip for my family to Disney World in Florida over the Christmas holidays two decades ago. It was 1999, and at midnight on December 31st, the calendars would turn to 2000! It was a big deal! The Y2K talk had run amok, and people were spouting the crashing of computers all over the world as each internal clock hit midnight. It was also a time of growing concern about terrorists. 9/11 hadn’t happened yet, but there was a lot of chatter and warning that a terrorist attempt was imminent on New Year’s Eve. We, in the United States, had been introduced to terrorism as there was a domestic and international upswing in incidents. Nothing like what we’ve experienced since, but at the time, it caught the world’s collective attention. It was a time of fear never experienced in such a world-wide magnitude in our years prior. We’d planned to spend New Year’s Eve at the …
