We met an older couple in a very nice Airstream trailer today - parked next to us. We had noticed him earlier when he came out to put something in his truck - pretty dapper with his suspenders. They were about 80 or so and were on their way to a caravan with 30 other Airstreams in Nova Scotia. He told us that both of them had been camping for a while and, after their spouses had died, they decided to live together. ‘We got married’ she hastily interjected. Cute. Unfortunately, we leave tomorrow and won’t get to hear any more of their story. Ah, the story of the RV’ers life.
I never got tired of looking out at the ocean around this area. In the morning, after breakfast, I always took a twirl down by the marina and sit on one of the benches and watch the world go by: the boats, the ferry, the tanker. Then, at night, right after our showers in the camp showers, I do the same thing. How could anyone get tired of a views like these?
When you live in an area where there are a lot of sailboats, like the area around Salem, you’ll find art work like this.
In our many walks around the towns where we stay, we see lots of ways that people decorate their spaces. Here’s a particularly whimsical one. And, all from found objects.
Isn’t it fun to see what kind of RV’s others have and travel around in. Here’s one that pulled into our campground one night about 6:00. A cute tricycle with a trailer - but this was a special trailer. They backed up carefully into their spot,
Then they flipped a switch and this cool tent opened up. I probably should have gotten a better picture but I was trying to be sly and not let them see I was taking the pictures - right out of the window.
When we were walking around the city of Boston yesterday, we saw this sight. Someone is going to get a surprise when they return to their car. Actually, it shouldn’t be such a surprise because the sign that they parked by distinctly says ‘TOW ZONE’, NO STANDING’.
We saw this statue in front of the Massachusetts State House, off towards the right side, behind some bushes. She was a Puritan who became a Quaker and was hung by the Puritans for her beliefs. The Puritans were rigid in their beliefs and not only hung Quakers but, remember, they were they ones who hung the ‘witches’ in Salem. They came to America looking for a place to practice their religion freely but then wouldn’t let others do the same.
Gary and I are attending the Balloon Fest in Albuquerque this fall and, as I was looking at a listing of the entertainment I found Sina Soul and Rodney Bowe's Sweetlife who play Funky Jazzy Intergalactic Ecosoul. Now, I know what blues are, I know jazz, I know classic but I’ll be darned if I know what ‘funky, jazzy intergalactic ecosoul’ is.
We meet lots of people today get asked the same questions over and over and we can always respond with a corresponding question:
How did you get rid of all your stuff? Easy, we sold it, gave it away and kept a bit. Our question in response is: how much do you really need? How many pairs of shoes do you need? How many pots and pans do you really need? How many books do you really need? After 2 years full-timing in the RV, we realize that we might still have too much. We’re going to have a review of all we’ve got here in the RV and get rid of some of it this summer when we get back to Iowa. I’ve already decided some of the things I don’t need and can get rid of. Even in the RV, we have too much.
Where is your favorite spot? Hmmm - maybe right where I am now, maybe the spot we just left or maybe the spot we’re heading to. Our question in response is - is this the ‘perfect’ place? Some people say ‘yes’ that they love where they are and wouldn’t want to leave. Jo, my first roommate when I moved to Rhode Island out of college has 2 ‘perfect’ places: a winter home in Sarasota, FL and a summer home in Kingston, RI. Another friend has lived in 2 homes her entire life: her parents and the one she’s lived in for the last 45 years. We’ve met people who have a winter home and a summer home only 5 miles apart. Some say that they have not found the perfect place. Us, we’re still looking. I’ve always said San Diego but, after being in New England again after all these years, I might be saying New England. But, it sure isn’t ‘perfect’ in the winter.
Are there any ‘perfect spots’?
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