Monday, January 19, 2009

Old People Who Travel are the Bomb









One of our 2008 trips included a great outdoor adventure in Grand Junction, Colorado. Here I am with Molly in Grand Mesa National Park. We enjoyed the vistas, the air show, and the car show. It was our first attempt at using a camp trailer, which put a halt to any thoughts I might have had about buying on of those things.

Instead, my husband bought me a motorhome so salve my wounds after finding out that my dying father was leaving his motorhome and two 5th-wheel trailers (as well as EVERYTHING else) to the American Cancer Society. He's such a dope; he doesn't even realized that the head of the ACS makes more in a single year ($1.5 million) than my dad's entire donation. Ha! Okay, call me bitter. But I'm gonna have fun in my $500 motorhome. Don't laugh -- it's clean, everything works, and will require less than $1500 to get it up to par for a nice vacation.

By April my sweetie and I will be on the road to a family reunion in Sacramento. Then we hope to RV to Dallas for another reunion with my family and some old friends. We'll keep you posted on our RV makeover between now and April. By then I'll be 56 years old. (ouch)