Daily Archives: February 4, 2015

Home . . . At Last

Jan and I were up at 7 this morning to get ready to finally head home. At least as much home as we have while full-timing.




But the other reason we were up early is that we wanted to get the coffee started so we could have it with these.

Terry's Cinnamon Rolls

A going-away batch of Miss Terry’s Famous Made-From-Scratch Cinnamon Rolls. So big that we split one and were still full. Almost makes us want to leave more often.

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Luckily for me, the rain had pretty stopped by the time I went outside to start disconnecting and putting stuff away, so that helped speed things up.

Then, after getting our goodbye-hugs and see-you-soon’s from Nick and Terry, we headed out a little after 10am.

The only thing a little different this morning was the fact that it took the airbags so long to come up. Our coach has an automatic moisture purge system on it,  and after a period of cold, wet weather, the air system runs through a purge cycle before it comes up to full  pressure. So we just have to sit and wait until it’s done.

The trip, in on I-10, south on the Sam Houston Tollway, then south on I-45 to Dickinson. went smoothly, with even some blue skies along the way. At the Dickinson exit, we looped back up the Interstate and parked in the large parking lot next to Monterey’s Little Mexico. I’d been too long without a bowl of their Chicken Tortilla Soup, and Jan loves their Beef Fajita Nachos, so that was our lunch stop.

Finishing lunch, I unhooked the toad and Jan followed me up to the Buc-ee’s on SR96 where I topped off the rig tank for $2.29 a gallon. And if I’d wanted to go a little further, down to the new big Buc-ee’s in La Marque, I could have gotten it for $2.24.

We pulled into the Galveston Bay RV Resort about 2pm and drove right to our spot, site 103.

GBRV Site 103

And at that point things pretty much came to a screeching halt as far as Jan was concerned. We had planned to pull straight into the site, instead of backing in. As Jan said, why have a water front site if you can’t look at the water.

But because the pedestals on these new sites are all the way at the end, I would not have enough electrical cord to reach it. In past years we have parked straight in with no problems because the pedestal was about halfway along the site, and my cord would reach the pedestal underneath the rig with no problems. We noticed a couple of other Class A’s around that were using 50amp extension cords, but we weren’t quite ready to try that yet.

Jan said that we should drive around the park and look at some of the cheaper sites, since she didn’t want to pay $625 a month and not see water and birds. We found several of the cheaper, interior sites open, but Jan said why don’t we check out the section where we usually stay.

When I called GBRV last Thursday after finding out the new sites were open, I asked if anyone had moved from the old area to the new area, and was told no. But checking this afternoon, we found two sites in our old area vacant, 76 and 78. And we had stayed in 76 before. Getting back to the office, we found out that 76 was available, so we immediately took it, got the rig parked, and got set up.

So Jan got her wish, her water view out the windshield.

GBRV Site 76

And even better, it’s $100 a month cheaper than the other site.

Later, about 5pm, we met Chris and Linda at the Chili’s up in Webster. Unfortunately we didn’t get to see our granddaughter Piper, who was working at UTMB Hospital down in Galveston in the OB/GYN area. She spends part of her time as a Ward Clerk, and the rest actually assisting with deliveries and other patient care.

Right now she’s working full-time at the hospital, and also going to school, working toward her RN degree, with her ultimate goal of becoming a Nurse Practitioner.

It looks like we will be able to see Piper tomorrow night though so we’re looking forward to that.

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Thought for the Day:

It’s a rare person who wants to hear what he doesn’t want to hear. – Dick Cavett

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