When I was little I liked to draw a lot. My father brought home used printout paper from work and I would turn the pages over and draw on the blank sides. There was a lot of paper, and I kept up with the supply pretty well as I created heaps of drawings. I liked to draw houses, and animals, and trees, and cars. I drew people too, but they didn't hold my interest as long so I never got very good at drawing people.
The month I turned four I drew this picture of a house in the trees with smoke coming out of the chimney. I told my mother the vehicle next to it was a camper. I was apparently intrigued with campers.
Here's another scene I drew the same month. My father had a 1966 VW Beetle for over 30 years. I seemed to like tall houses.
So why not a tall camper? Here's one I drew the following month.
Over time I became particularly enamored with homes on wheels. I called them "living cars." Here's one with a long-necked person, perhaps the driver, sitting on top
Creativity has no limits. If you can have a house on wheels, why not a whole city?
By the time I was about eight years old I still hadn't lost interest in the camper idea. I put together a scrapbook using cut-out pictures of animals and other things I was interested in, such as airplanes. There were RVs in there too.
I really liked this pop-up camper van. I even came up with names for the kids enjoying their hideaway spot inside
Here's our living car parked at Sea Rim State Park. The boardwalk connects the campground with the ocean, and provides an elevated view of the surroundings.
Oil rigs dot the horizon at sea and oil refineries on land (pictured above, distant background) remind us we're in Texas.
We're now more than halfway across the country
A ladder makes a usable makeshift drying rack in the Texas sun
The Gambusia Nature Trail is entirely across water, all 3/4 mile. But be careful...
Better take this sign seriously
Jaden and I enjoyed wading into the ocean here. The water is so warm you could stand in it all day. We watched pelicans swooping for fish along the crests of the waves. I stepped on something hard that turned out to be a hermit crab. We let him crawl around on the beach for a minute or two before returning him to the waves.
Right now we're sitting in the RV with the windows open to let the evening breeze blow through. It's much cooler now, and the winds are working on blowing in some more thunderstorms, according the weather report. We'll have the hatches all battened down before bedtime. Life is but a dream...
Next stop: Baton Rouge