Friday, January 3, 2014

Settling in

 gila woodpecker at Casa Espiritu (our Tucson house)

Traveling a lot, starting the day after Christmas, has gotten me off my game with posting here. I am back though with high speed internet (which took some hassle to get working again) and hopefully will have my usual schedule of Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday postings-- until we have to leave toward the end of January.

In heading south, we spent four nights out rather than the usual two because we had our two cats (who hate traveling) and were pulling our vacation trailer. It wasn't so much that the trailer slowed us down (it did have those moments) but more that it was nicer at night than in a motel room-- hence we were more willing to only drive 7 hours instead of the usual +12 that used to have us ready to collapse whenever we finally got to our destination.

RV and state parks are interesting for how people are more prone to interact with each other than happens in most hotels or motels-- at least in my experience. I won't say you become bosom buddies, but you often learn more about why they are on the road. Seeing their rigs (and often dogs) tells you more about the people than you'd see just carrying bags into a motel room. Also the trailers have windows on all sides; so you see more of what's around you. I liked it a lot and spending more hours in it at night was fun. Most RV parks now have wireless. Many also offer cable TV but we haven't set that up and don't watch much TV other than our own DVDs at night. What made it great was feeling like each night we were re-entering our cottage.

 you see the pop out which is popped in as we sure don't want unwelcome guests 
while here to be using it and I do mean the kind that fly and crawl.

 So our trailer is parked at the back of our Tucson property and we're settled comfortably with some things to get fixed (okay quite a few of those), but time to do them right. I've been working on assorted writing projects. More about those on Sunday. For today, below are the two fur kids. They look more relaxed than the oldest one actually is. Every morning he hides under one of the beds thinking we're going again. By the time he figures out we are not, it will be time we will...




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