Here We Go Again

If you missed us yesterday looking for a post, it wasn't there.  We were at the Escapees Headquarters and RV Park and we couldn't connect to the Internet with our Verizon MiFi.  Our computers would not work at all, after multiple attempts.  It has been very frustrating.

We left this morning and drove 169 miles to Louisiana and stopped for the night at another Passport America Park.  They offer free WiFi and it seems to be better than our Verizon signal.  Still, neither signal is strong enough to upload photos to Blogger.  Bummer.

We took quite a few pictures of the Escapees Headquarters and when we get a good signal, we'll do a post about it and the CARE adult daycare facility.  Marti will give her impressions about it, coming from her long term care background she sees things in a different light (and her impressions are good).

Tomorrow we're heading towards the Florida panhandle, hopefully we make it all the way to the FamCamp at the Navy base in Pensacola.  We need to soak our toes in some salt water for a couple of days.  Maybe even chase down a pelican or two for an attempt at a picture.

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Not Lovin' Holidays

Who'd of thunk it?  During our working lives we lived for holidays, being able to get out of the old salt mine, kick back and relax.  Doing something fun.  The big score was three day holidays when you could really work hard at having fun for extra days. 

Now that we're retired, every day is a holiday.  No stress, no work, no more salt mines.  This is a great way to live.  Except when holidays roll around.

Now there's that old saying about best laid plans of men often go astray.  Well, it's really true for us.  Especially when it comes for our mail forwarding.

We get mail from our mail forwarder in South Dakota twice a month, they ship it out on the 15th and 30th of each month to whatever address we desire.  We planned to have our mail shipped to the post office here in Livingston, Texas and timed our travel so we'd be here for the weekend and then pick up our mail on Monday as we head out to our next destination.

Except Monday is a holiday and the post office is closed.  Presidents Day.  So we're here for an extra day and we'll get the mail on Tuesday.  Not that it's a big deal, but this is the second time in our first three months on the road we been hung up by a holiday waiting for our mail.

Now we're going through the calender and circling all the holidays, not to make plans, but to make sure they don't get in our way.

It's a tough life, being retired, but somebody has got to do it.  And we're glad that "somebody" is us!  ;c)

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Everything IS Bigger In Texas

It was our last night at Lackland FamCamp and the heavens opened up, just as we went to bed.  Not only did the rain pounding on the Journey's roof make us feel like we were inside a snare drum on parade, but the thunder and lightning probably the worst I had every heard.  Everything is bigger  in Texas, including storms.  The storm parked right on top of us and gave us its very best, but I wasn't worried.

After all, I had my surge protector on my electrical line and we were sitting on top of six large, rubber tires.  No sweat. We were safe.

Then I remembered the four steel leveling jacks, attached to the frame and pushing hard into the ground.

All of a sudden, I had a different thought on my mind.

I began to think I might have to find a better place to stay.

Fortunately, lightning didn't strike twice, or even once.

This morning, we left, once again wandering lost around another air force base trying to find the exit.  These bases are huge!

We did a long drive to get to the Escapees Headquarters and Campground in Livingston, Texas.  Of course, it was raining on and off the whole way.  At least there was no thunder and lightning.  We'll be here a couple of days seeing the campground and all the CARE facility.  Hopefully, we don't get hugged to death.  Stay tuned.

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