Posts Tagged‘Friends’

Washington DC Area

A few weeks in the DC area, via Reston, VA. We hung out with Jake’s co-workers, who usually only exist in a virtual space. We played with my good friend ACrain. We ran the Marine Corps Marathon. We traipsed along the W&OD and poked around DC a bit. And our trashy friend ChrisR showed up too.

El Paso, TX (& A Weekend in Colorado)

Almost as soon as our 12 wheels came to a rest in El Paso, Jake was on a plane flying to Rochester, NY to be with family for an undetermined amount of time. One way plane tickets aren’t as romantic when they are being used to fly your life/adventure/candy eating partner across the country, away from you. Lucy and I spent several days puttering about Dyna just the two of us. Girl party! But not really. Lucy pouted for a few hours after Jake left, then took over his side of the bed at night and spread herself (she’s put…

San Antonio, TX – Round 2

We’ve been headed toward San Antonio since we left Rochester, NY in September. We spent some time in San Antonio in  2015, during our first year of life habitating in a highway house. And we enjoyed it quite a bit. Who wouldn’t enjoy painting their faces as calaveras and drinking copious amounts of horchata? Ok, maybe some people. But not us. We’re down with that. Our good buddy Jeffy is also apparently a calavera / horchata aficionado because he proclaimed his desire to explore San Antonio during the Christmas season. Ok, so, maybe he doesn’t have a fascination with calavera…

Sailing, BVI

What do you do when your life partner asks/insists you go on a trip that is completely dependent upon being surround by one of your biggest fears? Attempt to convince him how great this trip could be without you? Yeah, me too. Clearly my persuasion skills are lacking. Because guess what? I ended up on a sailboat in the ocean of the British Virgin Islands. In my defense, those who know Jake should completely understand how I ‘lost’ in my attempts to forgo this trip. And also, I love Jake. He’s the calm to my anxious. And I would go…

Tortola, BVI

A week on a tropical island with 4 of your very best friends and your life partner?! Yeah, I signed up for that – no questions asked. And although we had planned our BVI trip long before the engine of our beloved lug of a home on wheels decided to be a butt, ditching Dyna while she was undergoing an engine revamp was a nice reprieve. For me. It caused Jake a bit of extra worry. Jake is very hands on, and being 1800 miles away from Dyna while she was being torn apart was a bit tough on him.…

Mt. Pleasant, PA

Well, shit.   “Uh, Jake – SHIT – we have an oil problem. As in, Dyna’s ass is covered in it. And also, the Jeep’s face is covered too” – me, probably, yelling across the parking lot at a rest stop to Jake So, about those oil splatters we have been mostly ignoring on and off since Florida. They have turned from ‘light dusting’ to ‘torrential’. Shit. Luckily, we noted this new level of oil situation at 3:45pm on a Friday afternoon somewhere on some highway between Columbus and Pittsburgh. So, finding a knowledgable any diesel engine dude/woman was super easy damned…

Oregonia, OH

A quick 150 mile pop over from Louisville to Oregonia, OH, and upon arrival something magical happened. We found no evidence of the oil spewing monster that has been plaguing us since Florida. Woohoo! I don’t know where he went, but I’m glad he’s not hanging out with us anymore. Before leaving Louisville Jake pinned a State Park campground on our map, and we hit ‘navigate’. A few miles from that destination, however, we passed a sign for a campground called ‘Olive Branch‘, got curious, and turned Dyna’s big butt around. It was a good choice; a nice, well kept,…

Kentucky Derby – Louisville, TN

My childhood memories of Spring are a jumble of things like fresh, Lilac scented air blowing in through open windows. Frolicking around the yard as my mom toiled for hours planting the plethora of flower type plants that she picked out from the local greenhouse earlier in the day. The smell of swing set on my hands.  Reminders from my father that I would go blind from standing 3 inches from the TV to watch Kentucky Derby coverage from noon til the last horse crossed the finish line. (Told you I wouldn’t go blind, dad!) Brushing my own shaggy pony for hours,…

Nashville, TN (again)

421mi of pavement lay between Atlanta and Louisville. Conveniently, so does Jake’s ‘cousin’ and her fiancee – Kara & Dave. They live in Nashville (because they’re hip like that). We had planned to meet up with them when we returned to Nashville to pick up Dyna after Christmas, but a plague knocked those plans off our calendar. So, we decided to take a break in Nashville again. And this time, the rendezvous went down. We parked our big butts out at Seven Points COE, which is a beautiful facility. We slept one night. We worked one day. We met up…