Lessons learned

The first week of this trip taught me a number of lessons. I don't know if I can remember them all. A main problem - if I can't remember them, have I really learned the lessons? The first night I pulled off the road to a Walmart shopping plaza - open all night - because it was snowing and very windy. While kicking the snow drifts with my boots, I learned to move the RV once in a while to keep from being plowed in. That night I learned my generator really uses a lot of propane, when EARLY in the morning I had no heat, no gas, and no place to get it. So back on the road, holding tight to the wheel, to a great campground in Harrisburg where I filled up my propane, and frequently used the facilities while experiencing Montezuma's revenge and Witch Hazel's curse. Thank God it was only for 24 hours. I gave my car a bath here - the first of 3 this week. I also learned while towing my car, the car battery dies frequently, but I still have not learned why. And I learned when jumping a car - you probably all know this (and I think I did once too) - don't let the positive and negative touch. I learned the brake system I'm using in my car while towing, can be a problem and take more than 20 set-ups to work. But I also learned that when I disconnect the brake system, be sure to remove the clamp from the brake foot. Otherwise you may be pulling your RV up a hill at no more than 20 MPH while the motor strains reaching up to 40,000 RPMs. But then, this might not have been the real lesson. When I had my RV at the shop in Dallas, I learned you can get the RV to shift by pushing the gear shift to the right, and the motor is overloaded with the RV frame on it, and should not be taking on another 3,000 pounds by towing a car. Checking out chat rooms, I learned that a number of people are NOT happy with the Dodge Sprinter. A little late to learn those lessons. I also learned, again, that I love this life. In Kentucky I went to Mammouth Cave and Lincoln's birthplace/memorial and museum. Loved that. And I stayed a week with my cousins in Dallas, which was the very, very most fun. It reminds me how much I love the people in my life. Another lesson I learned there, is that my cat is a catastrophe waiting to happen. Scott had said maybe they should take a security deposit on the cat. They should have. By the end of the week she was banished to the RV.