We now have 3 nights under our belt on our journey. The first night was spent at a casino dry camping lot where we didn’t win anything. They call it gambling, not winning, lol.
We crossed into California on our 2nd day. And were met with frosty trees and cold enough temps I had to put my hat on. To be expected.
We (well, the cowboy that is) joined the Elks club, the old B. P. O. E., the benevolent protective order of elks. So we stayed at a couple elks clubs with RV parks with more to come. One had live music in their lounge, with the “gray hairs” (people our age) dancing, partying and whopping it up. It’s like we’re part of a cool kids club now, lol.
Tonight on night 4, we’re in Indio, CA at an elks club RV park. It’s basically a gravel parking lot with power and water. But it was 70° at 4 pm when we rolled in and the neighbors in their enormous motorhomes came out to welcome us. So I’d say it’s a win (unlike casino gambling)!
A big shout out goes to the cowboy, who has driven 5-6 hrs everyday, plus stops equaling 7-8 hrs. He’s hardly complained (well, ok maybe a little) and has wrangled our Helen, the 5th wheel through tight fuel stations and narrow RV spots, all to get me here.
Here being: warmth from the sun, needing to find the flip flops tomorrow, picking a lemon off a tree, a fabulous sunset with pink mountains (too busy setting up to get a picture but I will!), and just an overall sense of ahhh.
2017 was a big year for us with the purchase of Helen, losing our last horse, me retiring and the me making the cowboy quit working at least for a couple months to do this travel thing.
In 2018 I hope you find a sense of gratitude and hope, love for the people in your life, and that all important sense of ahhh.