I hitched up and rolled out of Louisiana and into Texas.
What a beautiful day!
My next stop was a short one in Livingston, Texas. There was some business I needed to take care of back “home”.
I registered at Rainbow’s End RV Park and zipped right out to get my truck and trailer inspected. I managed to renew my registration on line, but I needed to get them inspected when I got back into the state.
I had quite an adventure getting there. My phone sent me down Liberty Avenue. “What a nice name,” I thought. Then I saw a sign giving the speed as 20 MPH. “Must be a school,” I thought.
Nope.
The road was so poorly maintained that it was unsafe to go faster than 20 MPH. Well, I was on it, and there was no way to turn around. Forward was the only option.
I followed the directions – slowly, slowly, slowly. Finally, the voice in my phone told me that I had arrived. Hmm. No I hadn’t. I searched for another possible address and found that the address I wanted was on NORTH Washington, not south.
I did manage to bounce my way out of the neighborhood, although I felt like I was driving through people’s backyards at time. I arrived at the auto shop, passed the inspection and returned to Rainbow’s End.
The next day, I did a bunch of errands in the town. Banking, applied for a passport, and finally got my official driver’s license. My last task of the day was to take care of my income tax.
The next day, my prime objective was to do some purging. Every now and then, I have to go through things and see what I can get rid of. This is what I managed to get rid of this time.
Rocks?! Why in the world was I hauling around all those rocks?
I got a lot of things done.
There was a guy in the site next to mine who had some real skills. His name was George and he lived in his van.
He proudly showed it off. I couldn’t believe what he had packed inside.
- Solar power
- Six batteries
- Inverter
- TV
- VCR
- Refrigerator
- Microwave
- Washer/dryer combination
- Water heater
- Sink
- Bed
- Port-o-potty
And, you can see the dish TV, AC and the storage on top. You can’t really make out the storage he has strapped underneath.
He says that he keeps a storage locker in town for things he doesn’t use all the time – like ladders and his sewing machine. (sewing machine?)
The boat you see in his behind the van is his. He says he hitches up and goes out for a month or more at a time and goes fishing.
Now, I couldn’t possible live it his van. It was really full, but I sure do admire what he was able to accomplish.
My last night in Livingston, I went out to dinner with my old friend, Don and his wife, Sue.
We headed out of town to a restaurant on Lake Livingston and arrived just as the sun was setting.
The next day, it was time to hitch up and head out.
Prophetic sign in the restaurant’s restroom.