Our view at Galveston Island State Park is awesome. Our Airstream is sitting at the edge of the bay and because the spots are staggered, we don’t see any other campers around. Just this view! I guess we are finally getting our money’s worth out of these panoramic windows next to our dinette. Mila thinks so too.
We woke up bright and early today to catch the trolley to downtown Port Aransas. 10 am counts as bright and early, right? And if anyone was still sleeping by the time the girls were ready to roll, they were not sleeping for long. These two love running and screaming.
Oh Austin! We have heard so many wonderful things about you. Ava even got a new scooter to ride all over your sidewalks. We can’t wait to see all of what you have to offer. We can’t wait to see why you call yourself weird. Let’s open the Airstream door and say hello to Austin!
We arrived at our first Texas destination, Balmorhea State Park, in the dark. So we really didn’t have any idea how this place looked in the daytime. This campground is actually set-up pretty cool. Every site is surrounded by a picnic area (many are covered by these white adobe shelters) and a tiny island that houses the electric and water hook-ups… and you get to pull through to your own section of the paved road.
That’s right. These guys are #1 in the #2 business. Awesome. Our internet is super slow today. I can not stand it. Days 17 and 18 will be up tomorrow. the end, marlene
We packed up the Airstream as fast as we could this morning and said good-bye to the Las Cruces KOA. And for some reason, “as fast as we could” is 1o am. And that’s without making breakfast! But I should give us a break. We are not on vacation. We are working from the road… and have to balance work and kids and sight-seeing and driving… oh, and our cat too. So, if you take that into account, 10 am ain’t too shabby.
What is not to love about good ol’ Valentine’s Day? Ava can’t think of one thing. A holiday where you MUST wear red and pink is a holiday right up her alley.
So here we are on a cross-country road trip. A road trip that will take us to new places to see new things. And where was our next stop? A place that we have been to twice in the past five years. Because we love it so. Hello again, Shady Dell. We’ve missed the hell out of ya!
We had today all planned out. We were either going to go to the Collossal Caves or the Pima Air Museum. Both spots were super close to our campground and would make perfect half day trips. But no. The rain showed up. Again. Grrrrr. And since both spots involved walking outside, our sight-seeing day went down the toilet.
But look what we did instead. Wait a second! Did we go to the San Xavier Del Bac Mission again? I wish. We did what a lot of other parents do when it rains and their kids go stir crazy in the house (or in our case… the airstream). We went to the mall!
Why haven’t we started sight-seeing yet? We’ve become homebodies. I think the stress of planning this trip with all the other things that led up to us being here did a number on us. So we are in relaxation mode right now. And that is alright.
I was just peeking at some old posts on this blog and on the one I keep for the girls. Life just goes by way too fast. Ava has changed so much since our last trip to Tucson. So! Much! I keep asking her if she remembers places we are revisiting. Like the Rooster Cogburn Ostrich Ranch. And she keeps answering that this is her first time here. But at the same time, she keeps asking why David and Carrie are not here (our travel companions from our last trip here). Strange. So I am okay with being a homebody at the moment. Enjoying my kids. Staring at my kid stare. Reach baby, reach! Oh boy. We need to get out. Now.
Today felt different. Today we woke up with smiles just a little larger than yesterday. Today it felt like a weight was lifted off of our shoulders. Today was our first non-travel day. Today was a day to have fun in the sun… and cross some things off of our never ending to-do list too.
Look at what we have here. People sleeping in a Flying J *slash* Best Western parking lot for the night. Some would call them crazy. Some would call them lucky. Some would call them full-timers. I would say we are a little bit of all three.
