Waco Me Up Before You Go Go
For those of you who are not Chip and Joanna Gaines fanatics, you pronounce Waco like "way-co" not "wacko". If you haven't seen Fixer Upper you better tune in for one of their last shows because their final season is coming to a close soon. Or catch a rerun!
Here are some of our highs and lows so far...
We are about 12 minutes from The Silos (Chip and Joanna town). We took a tour sans camera a few days ago. We browsed their store, bought a cupcake from the bakery and ate a delicious grilled cheese sandwich from a local food truck in their picnic area. We want to head back on Wednesday so I can take pictures and soak it in again before we head back on the road.
Our campground is on what I would call a country highway. It is technically a state highway. The speed limit is 75 mph. Seventy-five! We had no issues entering the campground (shockingly) but each time we leave and then arrive back to make the right into the driveway, we have to scream on two wheels at 75 mph into the camp. Slow down, you say? We've tried. The cars/trucks/semis behind you don't usually slow down so when you try to, they fall on their horn to remind you of the exceedingly high speed limit. The only trick we've found a tiny bit successful is pulling off onto the shoulder a few feet before. The only downside is that is has those bumps that alert you if you've gone off the main road so at a little under 75 mph it sounds like our tires are going to pop off or our windows are going to shatter.
Our campground is relatively new. It is a big open field with very rustic RV spaces surrounding about half of the field. There is another section right up front that has 5 spaces, with the same rustic vibe, and that is where we are. We got to pick our spot. As we were practicing backing and directing, our site host came up and offered to do the backing for us. In our experience, the hosts are a lot faster and more experienced. I kind of wanted to keep practicing but it was nice of him to offer so we got out of the way and let him do his thing. He pulled forward, started backing up and almost ran the RV into the water and electrical system. Are you kidding me? He made a few more attempts and then decided to start completely over and circle back around. He picked a different spot from the one we originally liked and got in better than the first go. We had a couple issues with the leveling system again but the host ran around and got us wood to level the RV. We look a little wonky and our stairs are just shy of being very dangerous but other than that, here we are!
Thanks to our good friend Mary, we have a very handy head light for walking Phoebe at night. She gifted us a trip to Bass Pro Shops and we decided on a head light to help with our walks because our tiny flashlight was not doing it. We’ve had it since Mobile and to be honest, most of those campgrounds are pretty well lit. Until Waco. I knew it would be helpful being out in a field with no extra lighting but just for fun, I turned it off to see if I could maneuver without it. Pitch. Black. Dark. I couldn’t see Phoebe or my hand or anything. Being hands free is a whole other level of night walking so we basically just increased our status from newbie to pro-newbie. Just don’t look straight at me when I’m wearing it. It is brighter than a high beam light on a semi.
Eerily dark nights mean even better and brighter stars. For those few times I tried turning off my head light, the stargazing was unsurpassed. It is so beautiful. Don’t worry, when you decide to head back to your RV, those glowing lights ahead of you aren’t coyotes or some scary ominous animal, they are just cute cats or goats getting ready for bed. Gulp!