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The house was empty and for sale, but buyers were scarce. After sitting in the driveway for 6 months, I was getting bored. Hey, I was a gradual student once. Boredom I can take. But then the temperatures around Georgetown, Texas, started climbing. And climbing. When it reached 100 degrees, I took a long sweaty look at the wheels on this trailer. Still round. Still rolled. So what was I doing here? I cut out for cooler climes. I was the Tourist from Hell, or at least the Outskirts. Like in the Austin Lounge Lizards song: "I'm Number 667, the Neighbor of the Beast". I was taking a bead on salvation in the form of 70 degrees. I wasn't of a mind to compromise on cool. But other than that I was pretty open to Divine Guidance or the Advice of Friends, whichever came first. Sometimes it's a little hard to tell the difference. These are some of my adventures... Return to Speed Bumps Comments are welcome in the rec.outdoors.rv-travel newsgroup, or to bobgiddings0@yahoo.com. © Copyright 2003-2008 Bob Giddings, All Rights Reserved Webspace provided by Arcata Pet Supplies |