What makes me "me"

What makes me "me"
My hood - my peeps - my dog!

if everyone else is blogging why can't I?

So I meet this woman in my town, and turns out she's a blogaholic.

Heyyy says I, you mean you just start a blog, or in her case several blogs and thats all there's to it? Yup, says she, you can share opinions, wax editorial over things that seem important at the time and babble publicly!

Sounds good to me! I have a story to tell, several actually.

So here goes, my first venture to blog on the big www world wide whine!

Sunday, 20 August 2023

Come on Wanda, the open road calls!

 “I may not know where I’m going but I sure know where I’ve been.  These words keep rolling around my brain, urging me to get a map, and start planning my 2024. 

I guess its simple to say I’ve been around.  As far west on the continent north of the 49th to as far east off Newfoundland.  On a motorcycle.  All sorts of weather, all kinds of roads…the Pennsylvania turnpike for example:  as bumpy as the frost heave across Nfld.  Loose shale on the last leg to the Grand Bay Stomp (oh now that’s a tale for a few brews another time) Low flying airforce buzzing us as we traveled through White Sands, after avoiding street dogs in Mexico. And my first totally solo trip in a “cage” …to Montana and beyond!

Travelling reasonably long distance by car, or “cage” as the hard core riders call it (or over enthusiastic HOG members would say) is not something I’ve been that familiar with.  Okay yes in 1974 I did travel and not alone, to Mexico from Saskatchewan in a Datson 510 which had been purchased for $250 and a few beer.  Another blog, another day. Lol 

But this summers KIA kar kamping trip was basically to get my head on straight and say goodbye to my darling spouse following his sudden death. Now as fate would have it, the KIA actually belonged to him.  And then to his estate.  So I’ll bid it adieu and now need a vehicle for myself.  That I'll own.  And this means Vehicle Shopping.  Which also translates to A Long Time in the Dealership.  

Three and a half hours south of me was an advertised Dodge Grand Caravan.  Older for sure, but in my price range.  Or so the online ad claimed.  Alas, said van had been in a wreck and had not been sufficiently repaired.  So was not, as claimed, for sale or financeable.  Drat! After much searching and discussion, some cold coffee and Timbits, another candidate came forward!  My new to me, 2015 Dodge Journey.  An appropriately named model! And she’s lovely!  Lots of room to convert into my shangrila on wheels.  Shiny black with super clean interior.  And unlike a KIA Soul I bought brand new, this one has A/C, cruise, and an actual spare tire!!! Luxury.  Mac would approve. 😃 I shall name her “Wanda”.  Its the first time I've ever actually named any vehicle, Ever!   Apparently I’m entering a new phase in my life.  

So Wanda and I shall venture forth to see new sites, and share adventures for many years, I hope.  Having lots of cargo space, and my recently purchased roof top carrier, should a move arise she will do nicely.  I’m even considering having a hitch put on her in case I get a small trailer.  Who knows where we’ll wander!

I keep watching youtubes made by women who wander big time, sometimes saying they weren’t homeless, they were houseless.  With todays tough economic environment apparently us young seniors are choosing a nomadic lifestyle more and more.  Interesting!  The movie Gypsyland has been recommended, so I’ll watch that.  

Until then it seems my very snoopy cat has opened the drawers on my dresser, and managed to slither behind them.  Now trapped, rattling around, causing me to go on a rescue mission that involves moving furniture, dropping f bombs and making a big mess.  Oh life is never dull.  

Catchya on the rebound.  P.S.  I am not taking the aforementioned Cat travelling with me.  😂 



 

 

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