Life Without ‘Los
Well, last week we tried something new: camping without a dog. And, going to the beach without a dog. Even, out of town dining without a dog. All of it felt different and a little sad, and yet, there was an entirely new freedom we haven’t had in the last few years.
We went for a trial overnighter camp trip. Wanted a thorough check on the vans’ systems. When the Camp Ranger asked the standard questions: what type vehicle?, license plate?, electric?, pets? – Simultaneously, we both sighed heavily, “no, no pets…” Sniff. It was a successful trip, instrument cluster working, horn honking. Now, if I could only convince Woody to upgrade the sound system! We had a chance to test the rig during thunder, lighting and rain.
Maybe I shouldn’t admit this, but, it was a bit of a relief not having a wet dog to navigate the small space. And, how spacious the bed was sans Carlos! I know, sad, but true.
Touring a Tourist Town
We also did an overnighter in St. Augustine. It was our third visit. This time we were able to go
through a museum together. You know, in the past, one of us had to hang out with Carlos, while the other went through. We stayed at an AirBnb which did not allow dogs, we ate at restaurants, seated indoors!
But all these new experiences did not stop us from constantly reminiscing. “Oh, man, we took his picture next to that sign.” Or, “Carlos didn’t like that gravel road,” or “He would have dug his spot right there,” yes, he’s still constantly on our mind.
Carli was with us, her first jaunt to our nation’s oldest city (founded in 1565.) She quickly identified the feel of St. Augustine as though she was “visiting Europe.”
It was fun sharing and exploring over 4 centuries of history. With its pedestrian-only, brick lined streets, the opulent Ponce de Leon Hotel (now Flagler college), and Castillo de San Marcos, a fort – all things Carli seemed to appreciate more than Carlos did.
In wrapping up this narrative, I’ll close with a few photos: