We departed Lake Livingston Sunday morning and headed for Galveston. We were able to reserve four days at Jamaica Beach RV Resort. We have stayed here many times in the past, and we love it. It’s right across the road from a lovely beach. The beach isn’t as crowded here as it is closer into town. We would have planned to stay longer, but they have been totally booked for months because of spring break. We would try to find another park, but we decided we would rather not hang around with the spring break crowd descending on Galveston. This place is going to be crazy. Besides, all the other parks are most likely full too.
Kassie on the left and little Ruthie. They’re doing just great on the road. Don’t look at my hair. I didn’t fix it.
They have a large dog park here, so we took the dogs for some exercise before heading over to our favorite breakfast place. The Sunflower Bakery and Cafe. We had yummy waffles, bacon and eggs. We also picked up a Danish from the bakery for tomorrow. We’ll eat salads tonight.
Later, we went for a long walk down the beach. The dogs loved it!
Life traveling in the motorhome is good. We’re really enjoying ourselves.
The homes along the beach are awesome. Some are huge.
My new ride which I drove home on a rainy day. The color is called Cloudburst Gray.
The Cars, Jackson Brown, the Stones, The Beach Boys, the Turtles and the beat goes on. I’ve been doing a lot of California freeway driving and California dreaming since my husband has been in a skilled nursing facility. I have to drive over an hour one way to visit him. Traffic can be painful so to make the driving less stressful and less tedious, I have been listening to tons of 60’s and 70’s music. I let the volume blast. I’m also having a blast.
It’s been even better since I just bought a 2025 SUV with a far out groovy sound system. What a difference that makes since I’ve been driving a 2010 used car for 15 years. My new vehicle has full on speakers everywhere and the music sounds like you’re there with the band, rockin out or they’re maybe in the back seat grooving along. Their sound even comes out of the doors. I can listen to the Doors blasting their funk through my car doors. “Come on baby light my fire.”
I had not bought a brand new car since 1999, in the old days. These new cars have computer systems and safety features that make a bank seem like a kids playground. My new vehicle has computers to explain the computer screen, buttons on the dash, on the screen, on the doors, on the steering wheel and about four manuals that will take me ten years to read. Righteous.
I urge you to listen to the Eagles version of “After the Thrill is Gone”. It’s sad and you might cry or maybe just shed a tear or at least remember some far off lost love or high school heartbreak. Bittersweet. Yet still sweet. Rad.
That song is too sad!
When you drive and jive in your car nowadays flying down the highway or freeway in your RV or EV or SUV or hybrid, nobody has their car windows down. Sometimes when I blast the music, I’ll roll the electric windows down and sing loudly with my hair blowing in the wind (thanks Bob Dylan), and no one’s sharing the rockin rollin tunes with me. If I drive too fast, my car reprimands me. It’s like my robot monitor- or my mommas and poppas. The other people driving by probably wouldn’t like the oldies anyway. “We’ll have fun, fun, fun now that Daddy took the t-bird away.”
With all the stress and worry that I’m going through, dealing with the serious illness my husband has fought for almost two years, I find that music takes me away from the troubled times. The loud songs pump my brain away from it all, “Like a Bridge Over Troubled Water”.
Music is soothing. When some of the older songs come on, the screen will say that it’s been “remastered”. It sounds fuller and grander than the old record players or transistor radios I had used to listen to songs in my teens. The songs are oldies but they’re brand new to me, ready to lift my spirits and whisk me away to better times. So let’s say we enjoy some music, sing along, listen and slip away to yesterday or even dance a bit at the Hotel California.
Kip and I and our 2 dogs finally hit the road. We managed to get away Wednesday morning around 11:00 and drove to Lake Livingston arriving about 4:00. We made several stops for doggy potty breaks. Ruthie is in the habit of going outside several times a day and we wanted her to get used to going potty on a leash. She resisted at first but she finally got the hang of it.
Ruthie chilling out in the RV. Both dogs seem to be good travelers.Our view. This is a beautiful spot.
We have a picturesque spot overlooking the lake. Today (Thursday) is beautiful. It’s 70 degrees, and after 2 days of high winds, it’s nice and calm.
We couldn’t wait to go to Jerry’s, our favorite little Cafe for breakfast this morning. It didn’t disappoint.
I’m almost afraid to say anything considering, but we’re planning to leave on a short RV trip on March 5th. We’re going to Livingston State Park on the way to Galveston.
Our motorhome is cleaned to perfection and ready to go. Kip has a Dr’s appt on the 4th, so our plan is to leave the day after. This will be a short trip because we have to be back by March 31st for my 6-month colonoscopy. At our age, it seems like we trade the time we used to work for Dr’s appointments.
Galveston is another favorite place to go. We stay at a really nice RV park called Jamaica Beach. It’s right across the road from a nice beach where we can take the dogs for long walks. We’re praying for good weather.
This will be a good 3 week trip which we will use to get the 2 new dogs acclimated to RV travel. After the 1st of April we are all clear for several months so we’ll take a longer trip. We plan to go to CA to see my brother and Gus and on to parts unknown. Billy’s family is having a big 80th birthday celebration at the end of May to celebrate his wife, Liz’s 80th birthday.
Before I let you go, I have to tell you about our day yesterday. When we got back from our walk with the dogs, we discovered 3 large pizzas had been delivered. They were sitting on a chair on our front porch. When I called Little Ceasars to let them know we hadn’t ordered them, they told us it was a mistake and to just enjoy them. We took one to our neighbors, and we’ve enjoyed having pizza for 2 meals so far. When Kip came back from the neighbors, he found an Amazon package on our doorstep. It contained 8 tubes of Vaseline intensive care chapstick that we hadn’t ordered. It was addressed to us, so we had no idea who it belonged to. Amazon told us to just keep it. Suffice it to say it had to have been going to a very young person. 8 tubes is a long lifetime supply.
When we start on our trip, I’ll be writing a travel blog. Stay tuned. I think it’s really going to happen this time.
Those 70ish Girls 