OKC, OK

We spent 2 weeks in Oklahoma City. It is a nice stopping point and we have a lovely friend (Hi Brittany!!) there. The weather was fine – random thunderstorms but otherwise good.

We had some delicious meals. Got some shopping done at the Outlets … Le Creuset!! Cinder made a trip to the ER – scary stuff but she appears to be on the mend.  We have a follow-up appointment with our regular vet in Las Vegas. The other good thing was that we managed to get a lot of stuff put away and organized. We plan on doing a video soon of the “lived in” version of our coach.

There are some things that I wish were different but they are all minor and fixable. It is just a bit annoying that you spend so much money on something like this and the engineers and designers don’t think of it. I don’t think people who make motorhomes have ever FULL TIMED in one. Ah the price we pay for being Outliers and Fringe Folk. =)

I did make it to the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum while Michael had to work – not really his thing anyhow. =) It was very nice inside and seeing “End of the Trail” stand 7.5 meter from base to top was very impressive. There also was a lot of artwork and a large walk through look at the life of cowboys. Well worth the price of admission. The gift shop was stunning. A lot of hand made crafts – I wanted to buy one of everything but living on the road, I settled for a smashed penny as my take away treat.

Best dessert in OKC was at Whiskey Cake Kitchen, best meal was at Republic Gastropub.

We stayed at Twin Fountains RV Park.  Since we initially wanted to stay for a month – they crammed us back in a corner on the perimeter of the park (our awning was a mere 4″ from the neighbor’s RV). The site was nestled into the exit off the interstate with little in the way of sound barrier.  You could literally walk 50 ft and be at the highway. There was a sad “dog park” that was filled with red ant mounds and a sink hole. It was fenced but it was closer to the interstate than our rig.  The rest of the park looked much nicer, but is reserved for daily/weekly rate travelers. The other thing that may be a deal breaker for some is that while the base pad for the sites were somewhat level — the entry/exit on many of them are quite sloped. We didn’t partake in any of the on site amenities and as always YMMV; this was just our experience.  Due to unforeseen external forces, we only ended up staying for 2 weeks instead of the full month.

Lastly and most importantly — so many thanks to Blue Pearl Emergency Veterinary Hospital and Dr. Whitesell for taking great care of Cinder and helping us get her back on her albeit wobbling feet.

Memories

Driving down I40 through Oklahoma, 28 years since I lived in this state. I had forgotten how beautiful it was. A mix of scrub brush and prairies. With rolling green hills dotting the horizon. I had forgotten about the native peoples – their beauty and strength.

When we first crossed the state line memories began to flood my mind. I spent several years of my childhood in Oklahoma – Lawton to be exact. My dad was in the Army and when we lived here we spent many weekends camping and visiting the natural areas – Mt Rogers, the refuge with the prairie dogs and Bison.

I remembered my 2nd grade teacher Mrs. Royal, her beautiful cocoa skin and her curt manner that seemed to soften before my very eyes. I fondly remember my rabbit, Casper, he was a runt of the litter and for a local man who raised rabbits for food he was considered a waste – my mom talked him into letting the baby bunny come home with me from a local flea market, with much love and food Casper had become the bane of our toy poodles existence. Chasing her around the backyard and running around like the silly bunny that he was.

Memories I haven’t thought of in years. Happy memories that to this day make me smile and feel content.
Yeah, it is going to be a good trip.

This trip is stressful and there is a lot of physical pain that I am paying for the time on the road but I think as we move along this voyage becomes cathartic. Memories that I’ve not thought about in years, decades really – are coming back and it is okay. I am grateful for this trip, grateful for the therapy it is giving me.