Fun things to do Year-Round in Cowtown! Enjoy!!!
Crossing Texas In A VW Campervan
I guess when you have no where to be at any given time, you lose all track of the hours, days, weeks…months. That’s pretty much how we had been until we drove back across the Texas state line. Even if we did enjoy our drive on the biways of Tejas, we realized with each mile we came closer to home, that our journey would soon be ending and we’d once again be back in the rat-race.
Some years back, I finally realized that me and the rat race…don’t mix. People are always in a hurry, they cut you off; even flip you off at times, and they really have no good reason to race to the finish line. We’ll all have our day at the finish line. I’m in no hurry to get there. Which is why our old girl Peniki is the perfect mode of transportation for our little family.
I swear, that old VW can get around town just fine, but she has to go at her own speed. Being a classic Volkswagen Westfalia, I’d like to think our van has earned seniority in mileage. Either way, she got us back home…safe and sound.
So many miles we had traveled, and by the end of the day…we were pulling into Fort Worth. I could hardly wait to see my kids, even though I was already missing the travel…and the next destination; knowing we’d no longer be spending our nights in Peniki. I was sad for that.
It wasn’t long after our return that we settled back into the old routine, but our journey was still fresh on our minds. We knew we would have to go again, but we didn’t know quite when.
Here we are, almost 2 years later, and the wanderlust is swelling up inside of us both, though we realize we have responsibilities and Baby is now older with a mind of her own. It was so easy when she was in her playpen. We could set up camp while she played safely in her space.
Now, she wanders everywhere and is like a little octopus with too many hands in too many things. But, she comes by that honestly. Nico and I are both exploring spirits with curious minds as well. And there is still so much more to explore.
*Live The Life You Love*
Fort Worth Parade of Lights…On Water!
Key West Road Trip — The Journey Home
‘Pulled out of St. Joseph’s Peninsula at around 1:30 or so, headed West on Scenic 98 to 71 North. We’re planning to visit the Southern Tip of Georgia before we head home on El Camino 84 to Texas 287. That’s the plan anyway.
We ended up at a rest stop off of Interstate Highway 65 at 1 AM in the morning. Ugh! ‘Drove all night, but we didn’t want to pay the $$$ on a room for just a few hours of sleep. So…after stopping numerous times at various motels–and trekking out to the ONLY (what seemed like it) National Forest in Alabama, we settle for a nice…much safer, rest stop. It was the best choice, and one we should’ve made much earlier in the evening.
*What I Learned* Sleeping at rest stops isn’t half as bad as I suspected. Guess it pays to listen to Nico sometimes; as much as I hate to admit it. lol
Facebook: Life’s Biggest Faux Pas
An Opinion Piece on How Facebook Disrupts Lives and What You Can Do to Avoid Getting Sucked into Social Media Networks.
If ever you’re around someone who tries to make you feel less than beautiful…less than accepted…less than appreciated…less than happy–you need to keep better company.
You’re better off being in your own company than in the company of those who attempt to bring you down through jealous eyes or deceiving ways.
True friends are near-impossible to find in this day and age. But they are out there; few and far between.
You should be your own best friend and love yourself like no one else can.
Ching Ching to Self!
A Hippie Chick and Her Westfalia
I finally had a chance to drive my Westy this past weekend. Even though it is technically my van, I rarely get the chance to drive her because of problems with the fuel tank.
Anyone who has ever owned one of these vintage Campmobiles knows that if-ever it is left to sit (the gas in the tank) for very long, it either turns to muck if left full, or rusts if left empty. So…that is the ‘next’ problem we are aiming to tackle; or Hubby is that is. All I do is track down the parts and purchase them; Hubby installs and fine-tunes when the parts arrive. We work in shifts around here. ; )
But, needless to say, it gets REALLY frustrating that I can’t drive the van as often as I’d like to because, like most ‘mothers of toddlers’, I do not wish to get out in this crazy-city traffic and stall-out in the middle of the road. Yes, it happens to us all the time lately; a regular part of our weekend outings.
‘Not a problem for Hubby; he gets back there and just fixes whatever’s wrong, and we’re back on the road in no time at all. Me…? I haven’t-a-clue what to do when/if the van kills-over on me. And being out and about with little Nixi is not good if I break down in the middle of crazy traffic with her in the van. Not safe….not at all! So, I just leave the driving to Hubby…and eagerly await the day when the fuel tank isn’t full of muck-muck, and I can safely drive my van.
This week…I’m searching for a new/after-market fuel tank for our 71 Campmobile. So far…no luck! But, I’m kinda stubborn, so I won’t be giving up anytime soon. Never will I let a little thing like a fuel tank come between me and my van. No Siree! This Hippie Chick loves her Westy waaaaay too much to give up that easily.
Times a wasting…so I’d better get to it. Happy Travels to All!! Ching Ching!!! ; )