In which I figure out how the RV shower works – and other unwanted water stories.

On Wednesday, we awoke to lovely bird song in “North West NYC” and Liz took a walk around the campground in search of Wifi.  I used the bathroom and – as is my habit – turned on the water in the sink to wash my hands afterwards.  Liz had told me that she hadn’t figured

“New York City Northwest” KOA

(Written on Tuesday night) We are camped in Cuddebackville, New York, in a KOA (Kampground of America).  This place claims to be “New York City Northwest,” which I consider quite a stretch, since it’s over 80 miles away.  Not a place I’d stay to take in a Broadway play (even if they were happening). But

There’s a bat in my bidet!

Seriously, I couldn’t make this stuff up.  While I was on a business call today, a friend of mine texted me asking for help.  “There’s a bat in my bidet, she said – what should I do?”  My first thought was that she should close the lid – but bidets don’t have lids, she informed

The strangest birthday ever

It was strange enough to be celebrating my birthday in my driveway with four “waves” of guests: friends from work, chorus, church and “other.” But my party was competing with two other local events: a car caravan celebrating graduation from Arlington’s elementary, middle and high schools and a funeral procession for George Floyd in solidarity

Waking up to birthday greetings

Today is my birthday party – even though my 70th birthday isn’t until June 22. Everyone on my street knows about it, as the party will be outside in the driveway and all my neighbors are invited. (Also, having an RV in the driveway is hard to ignore, so the whole neighborhood knows something unusual

Liz gets a job offer from Cruise America

Those of you who know Liz know that she’s very resourceful. This is a quality that has been critical today, as we’ve tried to figure out how to make the RV travel-worthy, i.e. to fix its water system. “Water system” is a euphemism for “the drains that allow the driver to dump gray water and

Liz arrives! (Not without complications, though)

Before anyone worries, Liz is here safely and she’s fine. It’s the RV that is still suffering, as I’ll describe below. But first, here is the RV in my driveway, nose-to-nose with my car, Persephone. (The RV will have to acquire a name sometime soon.) I love the evening light at this time of year

Duck Tape to the Rescue

Is it duck tape or duct tape? No matter – it worked! Below there are three pictures. The first is of the RV without its side mirror. The next two show how cleverly Liz used both the tape and MY sandal from Bangkok (which she brought for me to wear in the RV) to attach

Hitting some bumps

A quick update. Liz is at Wolfie’s Campground in Zanesville, Ohio, a bit east of Columbus. She started out early from Kansas City and stopped for a very civilized breakfast a few hours later in St. Louis – complete with a vase of peonies and the New York Times. This evening, however, she had a

First night shake-down

Liz got to Kansas City, where her first cousin Donna (and first cousins variously removed) live. She reports that after the first couple of miles, when she had to stop a few times and secure objects that had “shifted in flight,” the ride was relatively smooth – but long and noisy. The RV does, indeed,