This is now day twelve of our odyssey and the last few days have taught us that every day can’t be perfect even if you’re on an RV trip.
When we left Galveston around 10:00 o’clock on Friday morning, the sun was shining and we were looking forward to taking the backroads to our next destination which was Fredericksburg. We like to avoid the interstate highways whenever possible and this particular route also allowed us to avoid San Antonio and Austin. The problem was that it wasn’t exactly, a large RV hauling a Jeep, route.
We had to stop and fill up the big fuel tank with diesel, which set us back an hour, and later, we stopped to make a sandwich which took another forty-five minutes. We also had to walk the dogs, twice. It was dark and I mean dark for the last two hours of the drive. The hill country is hillier and spooky at night. Our biggest fear was that we would hit a deer. We occasionally lost the GPS lady who kept wanting us to take a connecting road. We tried that once and it was not a good decision. We decided that no matter how hard she tried, we wouldn’t be convinced and she would just have to reroute…which she did six or eight times. We were grateful to finally make it to the RV park and get set up.
On Saturday morning, we woke up to pouring rain and a phone call from my brother telling us that Gus was sick. He had a slight fever ten days before and decided to get tested for COVID 19. He tested positive, but his symptoms cleared up and we thought he was out of the woods. When Billy talked to him Saturday morning, he was once again running a fever and was also having a little difficulty breathing. He sounded very weak and Billy and I were really worried.
Billy has been very careful. He has done everything he can to reduce his chances of being exposed to COVID. Two weeks ago, two days before Gus tested positive, Billy went to see him and they watched a football game together. They wore masks and distanced themselves from each other, but it was still a bigger risk than Billy would normally have taken. When Gus told him he had tested positive, he quarantined himself for fourteen days. He has just graduated from solitary confinement in a room downstairs, to being able to join my sister-in-law, Liz in the living room upstairs.
Bill and I, along with Billy’s daughter, Erin, have been offering advice morning, noon, and night. Gus, who is normally very patient and mild mannered, finally suggested we were calling him too much. We decided to coordinate our call times and update each other.
As of today, Gus is doing better. Let’s hope and pray that he continues to follow our advice. Oh, I almost forgot to mention that we also have a nurse and a doctor in the family. We got advice from them, too.
Today, was freezing, but we decided to see the Empty Cross exhibit in Kerville, TX. It was truly inspiring and beautiful.
My photographs far from do justice to the coming king sculpture prayer gardens. “The Empty Cross”, is seventy-seven feet tall and is the most symbolic cross sculpture in the world.
Tomorrow, we’re off to see the Sonora Caverns. The drive is only a couple of hours so it should be an easy day. We’ll stay at the RV park right by the caverns. Let’s hope it’s warmer tomorrow. Today was so cold, Lilie Dale was shivering so we bought her a sweater at Walmart. It was only five dollars and wasn’t very warm, but she loved it. In fact she loved it so much, we went to a doggie boutique downtown and bought her one for thirty-eight dollars. She loves it more…The cockers have longer hair and they don’t like to wear sweaters…
Those 70ish Girls 