The ink is dry on the contracts and we anticipate the transfer of FSB Johnson to its new inhabitants on or about the 11th of next month (FSB stands for Fire Support Base, which was a hole in the Vietnam jungle where you stuck a couple of howitzers). It doesn’t seem possible we have been here 10 years or so which is pretty long for us. The location of our next FSB remains to be seen, to be established after our tour of interesting places in America.
In Florida, a few years back, we visited with a seasoned RV salesman at one of Florida’s mega RV shows. He was an interesting guy who had a deep grasp of the RV industry. We were in our second RV at that point and he assured us we would own 3 more before we settled down. So it is that we have again swapped RV’s letting our 38’ trailer go in favor of a new Grand Design 2500RL, weighing in at about 3,000 lbs. less than our current monster. The new guy is 30’ long, thus protecting us from the worry about knocking over gas pumps and clipping innocent bystanders at fuel stops. It is number 5 and likely the last in our lifetimes.
We are mapping out a travel plan these days and have noted that a number of interesting places are, unfortunately, in blue states. We have both had our shots and should be able to withstand whatever it is that afflicts folks in those places that causes them to self identify as cats, snakes, and hermaphrodites. We are traveling without our Tazzy, but plan to stop at a number of kennels that produce light colored Labs to continue our journey in life, in honor of Mr. Taz. Our new rig, the Taz-Ma-Haul, will be a constant reminder of the wonderful life we gave that boy with an eye to the future. The rig will proudly display his name on the back.
Now, we are high maintenance campers. That means nice RV parks, with electric, water and sewer drops at each site, preferably with a nice pool and no alligators. I am taking a generator this time, because occasionally you miscalculate an arrival and are forced into a Cracker Barrel or Wal-Mart lot in a brutally hot location in places like Arizona or west Texas for a nite. I quit sleeping in the heat when I left Vietnam.
I plan to keep writing as our adventures unfold. It will be an adventure unto itself as we will have no FSB to return to until the wanderlust is abated. This prospect has my distant relatives and friends deeply concerned less cousin Eddy and Miss Sharon drop in unannounced (with the black tank full). Most will know what this means.
We will rely on my gracious daughter to handle mail and such and provide us with an address for the tax collector, and the BMW’s have been assigned to a caretaker to keep them lubricated while they repose in storage. We are excited about being Vagabonds for once in our lives…….
Have a great week!
SR
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