We've finally hit the open road. I spent days cleaning and packing the cozy 1982 Taylor Coach travel trailer that was years ago my mother's, then my grandmother's, then my aunt's, and now mine. With only occasional breaks for killing scorpions that like to climb into bed with my children or for brushing fire ants off the girls' legs, everything found a place. And after repairing four water leaks, replacing the refrigerator, the water pump, and a large piece of aluminum from the front of the trailer, and rewiring the van, Dad called the trailer road ready and we started off from Madisonville at about 4pm on Sunday, May 6. We made it about 20 miles before Dad had to pull over at a rest stop to repair a leaking cooling hose on his RV, but we enjoyed sandwiches at the rest stop while he worked, and we were soon on the road again. We spent Sunday night in a Wal-Mart parking lot in Decatur, just a little northwest of Fort Worth.
Tonight we are at a city park in Dumas, Texas, about 45 miles north of Amarillo. The girls are so excited, they are wiggling and singing, far too keyed up to sleep. Two playground stops seem to have done little to counter the stir craziness of being in the car so long. But tomorrow night, we should be in Estes Park, where Rhonda and Drew have been waiting for us since Saturday night. At least we will get there before they return to Texas. Drew is saving a Cinco de Mayo pinata to share with the girls, so everyone wants us to get there quickly.
So far, we have seen and discussed windmills, tornado shelters, oil wells, and a herd of camel just north of Clarendon, Texas. Gloria is very aware of the changing landscape as we've moved north. At first, she thought the rolling terrain just north of Amarillo must be the mountains!
So far, all is well. The girls call the trailer our home and seem to have embraced the "home is where you park it" attitude -- especially if there is a playground next to your parking space, as there is tonight.
Tonight we are at a city park in Dumas, Texas, about 45 miles north of Amarillo. The girls are so excited, they are wiggling and singing, far too keyed up to sleep. Two playground stops seem to have done little to counter the stir craziness of being in the car so long. But tomorrow night, we should be in Estes Park, where Rhonda and Drew have been waiting for us since Saturday night. At least we will get there before they return to Texas. Drew is saving a Cinco de Mayo pinata to share with the girls, so everyone wants us to get there quickly.
So far, we have seen and discussed windmills, tornado shelters, oil wells, and a herd of camel just north of Clarendon, Texas. Gloria is very aware of the changing landscape as we've moved north. At first, she thought the rolling terrain just north of Amarillo must be the mountains!
So far, all is well. The girls call the trailer our home and seem to have embraced the "home is where you park it" attitude -- especially if there is a playground next to your parking space, as there is tonight.
4 comments:
Hi TrailerMom and girls. It was good to hear from you via email Misty, and I'm thrilled you're doing a blog. I've already enjoyed reading about your initial days and love the photos. I've never had a friend who drove off into the sunset, and now I can enjoy your travels vicariously via your blog. Joining your blog is a first for me, so you can see I'm far behind you in the adventure category. When you stayed in Decatur, you were staying where Devin's mom lived for a couple of years - a city with which I'm a bit familiar. So far it all sounds very fun and exciting except for maybe the scorpions and ants. I'll check in periodically, and in the meantime I'll have to find out how Kevin knows that Polk is the headquarter for Escapees?? Safe travels, Kiv
P.s. Happy Mother's Day!
Rock on T-momma!
we miss you all in gymnastics! we are so excited for your big adventure. we love all the pictures. keep posting them! be safe and see you when you get home! p and p
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