We have officially left Texas, ya’ll!
When we arrived down in the Corpus Christi area to fetch the RV on October 5th, it was a balmy 90 degrees and the soft, moist air billowed our sails after a LONG drive down from Colorado. After waking up to 30 degree mornings back home, the warmth was a welcome change. Felt like vacation all over again! We found out later it snowed the day after we left. Hee hee, good timing, Universe!
We promptly scurried around, getting the RV back into live-in condition and doing the inevitable shopping to re-outfit us. We fell into an easy pattern within 3 days….we know this routine so well after traveling together for those 2 years! We parked (I just cannot, in good conscience, use the word “camped”) at a GREAT place in Portland, Texas, right on the bay across from downtown Corpus Christi, called Sea Breeze. The water was lovely, the fishing was good, the skyline lights at night were jewel-like. It was a perfect spot to regroup after leaving Colorado and to prepare for our sojourn. I was asked by my dear friend Elizabeth Barbour what it was like being back in the RV again, and I was happily surprised to hear myself say that it was a breeze.
For those of you who have not gone RVing for any length of time, there is an entire lifestyle and culture that goes along with it. I was reminded as we did our laundry at the recreation building and was chatting with other RVers how much I enjoy the core devotion to freedom that Rvers seem to embody. It is an unspoken, but highly respected value that we hold dear. I imagine this is true for anyone who seems to have travel in their blood!
We went to Padre Island a couple of times to play in the gulf….the water was clear and gorgeous…however the beach was covered in trash washed ashore from Hurricane Ike, which hit north of Corpus Christi at Galveston. I found a computer, a toy chest, electric outlets, shoes, and plastic, plastic, plastic. It made me renew my commitment to buy as little plastic as possible….there was no end of the horrid stuff littering the beaches for miles. It was an odd feeling to see these pieces of people’s homes tossed so indiscriminately and deposited on this wild stretch of beach.
For educational supplementation, I took the boys to see the replica of Columbus’ ship, Nina, which sits on the Corpus Christi Bay waterfront in downtown.
More in Part 2……..