a different kind of travel

My egg traveled today - without me. My '85 Casita left for a new home in San Antonio. I followed the new owner to the local RV shop to try to fix a tail light problem. It was odd to follow the Casita instead of watching it in the rear view window. Oakley rode with me. On our last trip, Oakley discovered that the trailer was right behind us. She stared at it for a long time. Then she'd look over at me and then look out the back window again. It must have taken her 10 minutes to decide it was OK for the trailer to be there and relax. Today, as we followed the '85, she again seemed fascinated that it was in front of us - but this time she spent more time watching me. I think she was trying to see if it upset me that it was in front of us instead of behind. Usually she spends her trips looking out the side windows, so it is pretty obvious when something out of the ordinary has her attention. I'd sure like to know what she's really thinking.

Goodbye, '85 trailer. You gave me many good times & memories of traveling with my dad that I'll never forget. Boy did you teach me a lot of lessons!