It is pretty near the end of the year and, foolishly, I thought there should be a final entry in 2018. We returned from our 2018 trip across the U.S.A. in early October and since then we genuinely made progress although not a lot. Peggy got rid of some property she used to own in Oregon, we got new propane tanks for the Barbarian Invader, we fixed both sides of the trailer demolished when our former set of tires inconveniently gave up the ghost – twice, we acquired new LED lighting for the trailer, we changed the truck’s oil, fooled around in Cabo for two weeks, spent Xmas with the kids and spotted a few of our old cronies. I got an inconvenient root canal and a crown after three trips across the border into Mexico to a better dentist there than my former dentist here.
Along about our third trip, Peggy mentioned that she had an issue with a tooth and ended up getting a root canal and a crown, just like me so we can encourage each other to only chew on one side. Quite a bit of our recent time has been spent sitting in long lines trying to cross the border back into the U.S. after our dental forays thanks to the Trump administration’s current vision of the Border Patrol, Customs and general fencing, walling or slatting. We must appear to the dutiful, bored Border Patrolmen at the frontier to be elderly, gray-haired, arthritic terrorists because they give us the fisheye as we hand over our passports.
We will be lingering in Southern California until we can head north toward the Pacific Northwest without freezing at night. As long as the nighttime temps are above about 50 degrees, we can maintain a pleasant temperature in the trailer with small electric heaters powered by the park’s electrical grid. Below 40 degrees outside means we have to use the trailer’s furnace which burns our propane. We don’t mind the cost of the propane but having to fill the tanks is a pain in the ass and we prefer to do it the easy way.
We also prefer to hang around our stomping grounds until we get some geezer healthcare, medical insurance and Medicare issues resolved. We would hate to be in Spokane with a heart attack only to find that our insurance will only pay if we check into our local San Diego Kaiser facility. We will see in the next few weeks how weird healthcare coverage can become since the government has declared a complete brain fart on the health of the ancient codgers like us. It was nice of the government to wait until we were eligible for Medicare to attempt to get rid of it. I imagine the Social Security Administration’s new, current policies involve killing everybody over retirement age so the government can forget about them, allowing the remaining population to worship the Cheeto Jesus full-time.