My October started in Cochita Lake, New Mexico. It included stays in 14 different places: two driveways, two parking lots and ten campgrounds, most of which were state parks. I traveled from New Mexico to Colorado to Kansas to Nebraska, Iowa, Missouri, Illinois, Kentucky, West Virginia, Maryland, and Pennsylvania, with — if you know your geography well! — a little time in Indiana that didn’t include a stay. I couldn’t tell you how long I was in Indiana because honestly, all the roads run together. The campgrounds, too.
I met some nice people along the way. Fellow Travato owners in a couple of campgrounds; neighbors who invited me to their fire in St. Louis; some helpful southerners with a great dog in Colorado; even a blog reader, her partner, and their adorable baby. (Hi, Kyla!) In general, I think I was more sociable than I often am, which is a good thing.
But — in what is beginning to look like a pattern — my “best of” wasn’t a sunrise or an amazing scenic landscape or even some great activity. It was time spent with family. I think, in fact, that it’s a tie, between a moment and a day. The moment was sitting at my aunt’s kitchen counter, reading my grandmother’s cookbook and laughing at the impossibility of ever recreating some of the recipes. What do you do with a recipe that calls for a package of dates or a five-cent envelope of yeast and includes no details beyond the ingredient list? And the day was yesterday, which included board games with my SIL, niece and nephew; grocery shopping with my brother; a lovely afternoon walk with the dogs and my niece; and a hot shower in a clean bathroom with no sense of hurry.
And some good writing! After a week of no progress on Grace, I finally managed to turn my stuck point into an opportunity, so I’m going to get back to it.
Judy, Judy, Judy said:
Your best was a moment of laughter. I love it. I think my best of was watching Stranger Things with my grandkids. We started episode one season one not knowing it was addictive. We watched all seven episodes of the first season in one sitting. Now I can’t wait to see season 2. Is El alive?
I feel like I should answer your question, because starting S2 has been one of the fun parts of hanging out with my brother’s family! We’re watching one episode a night, if my niece finishes her homework in time. It’s a perfect way to watch because it keeps the suspense going!
Kyla Bendt said:
Your comment about the best part of your month being the time you spent with your family made me think of your brother’s place back east with the garden full of berries!! You really made some tracks through those states! I agree on the favorite campground, though. It was gorgeous. Actually, pretty much all of the campgrounds you’ve stayed in have had parts that were truly beautiful. Seeing the campsites triggers the wanderlust in me. 😉 Take care, good luck with Grace, and thanks for continuing to share your road trip…
That’s where I am — back at the… well, in the neighborhood of the garden house. No berries this time of year and because the weather has been rainy and the roof of the van was leaking (hopefully not anymore, I climbed up on top and added more sealant on Tuesday), I’m staying in his guest room, not in the van. But it’s been very nice!