Making Preparations to Travel

Making Preparations to Travel

Preparations for the trip to pick up the Casita in Rice Texas are my focus right now. I am just 21 days away from picking up my Casita! I’ve actually been driving myself somewhat crazy with all the preparations! I have been going over the suggested lists from the Casita Guide to make sure I have everything I need. In addition, I have been planning the trip, packing and getting the dogs ready. Getting Guidance The guide I refer to is…

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Buddy and the Boys

Buddy and the Boys

Let’s just say that there is nothing quite as delightful as a dog spending time with children. Buddy and my grandsons are no exception to that rule. We have had a rare, warm February weekend here in Kansas so we took Buddy to the dog park.  And, I had some great subjects to try out my new camera on. We all had a great time! Save Save

Ginger – My Puppy Mill Survivor

Ginger – My Puppy Mill Survivor

I thought I would share more about Ginger, my little puppy mill survivor. As I said on the “about us” page, Ginger has been with me a little more than two years now. She lived her first 9 years in a puppy mill, producing babies. I knew very little about puppy mills or puppy mill dogs when she came to me. When I picked her up from the rescue she was so afraid. She shook horribly when anyone touched her,…

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The Countdown has Begun

The Countdown has Begun

In 43 days I will be picking up my Casita. The countdown has begun! I will be on the rode very soon. I’m so excited, but also a little bit scared. I find myself thinking “what am I doing, why am I doing something so stressful!” I question whether or not I can do this. Just because there are other older woman traveling alone it doesn’t mean that I can do it. It may be too scary to be out…

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The Importance of Having a Dream

The Importance of Having a Dream

I think I have always been a dreamer, a planner. There is something about dreaming about next step, the next direction that has always kept me going. In many ways, that is what my dream of traveling is all about. It is wanting to have the stimulation of a promise that something different, positive and new awaits me. It’s the promise that I’m not done yet, that I have more life to live. I say this, yet I don’t hate…

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Drawn to the Desert

Drawn to the Desert

I have lived in Kansas for many years. But, I grew up in the high desert of California. I loved living in the desert and always thought it was beautiful. Now, I have to say, Kansas has its own version of beauty and I appreciate it too! Looking out on golden wheat fields is soothing and comforting to me. And sunflowers are my favorite flower. But…. whenever I go to a high desert area I feel totally at peace. I…

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Inspiring Folks

Inspiring Folks

When I first started thinking about and investigating RV travel I had no idea that there were people that lived in their RV’s full-time. I stumbled along several of these nomads that have blogs, forums and/or YouTube videos. I have been fascinated by this lifestyle and have come to envy the freedom they have. I don’t know if this is where I am ultimately headed or not, but it is a dream of mine to at least travel six months…

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What is a Casita?

What is a Casita?

So, you might ask, what will you be traveling in? I’m so glad you asked that question! After hours and hours of searching the internet, reading everything I could get my hands on and going out and looking at various recreational vehicles I decided I wanted a Casita. It was my choice for several reasons. They are light weight which makes them easier to tow and easy for one person to manage. That will allow my primary vehicle to also…

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Why travel, why now?

Why travel, why now?

I guess I will start off by telling you that I am a widow. Being a widow is hard, at least it is for me. It is lonely and you don’t quite feel like you belong with the rest of the world. My husband was ill for several years and I was his caregiver. Somehow, that became the largest part of my identity. With his death I was left without that identity and felt very lost. Over the last three…

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