Thisawayz and Thatawayz

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who only dream at night. – Edgar Allan Poe

Author: Tracey Wright (Page 1 of 17)

Robbed in plain sight! “Welcome to Mexico!” he said.

By the time we walked into the Bra Bar that night, we were already well “into our cups”. That’s how writers explain it when they don’t want to say they were just plain drunk. Which was probably what made us easy targets. Drunk people are the easiest to rip-off, and drunk gringos on vacation in […]

San Felipe, Baja

We came down here as part of a group convergence. We all stayed at Victor’s RV park, which is one of the best locations in town. Only a 5 minute walk to the Malecon and right on the beach, our only complaint is there are so many narrow spots between Palapas and therefore no way […]

Are Canadians cheaper than USians?

Almost every RV parked overnight in the truck lot at Rolling Hills Casino is from BC. Harold says that’s because we’re all cheap and all the US-ians are paying for hookups in the RV park. Looking at the license plates checking in, I have to admit he might be Wright. They’re all Washington and California […]

Milwaukee’s Third Ward

The only things I knew about Milwaukee were all from Happy Days and Laverne and Shirley. We spent the weekend there recently and found it has a lot more depth than that. And a lot more beer than the fictional Schotz brewery Laverne and Shirley worked at. We stayed at the Wisconsin State Fair RV […]

Kansas City Second Impressions

The last time I was in Kansas City was 1977 and I was 13 years old. It was my very first time traveling around the continent in an RV. Of course, in those days we didn’t have air conditioning in the truck or trailer. And oh man, was it ever hot. Hotter than we’d ever […]

Puerto Vallarta New Years Eve

Waiting for the fireworks at midnight. Partiers on the beach with bonfires, setting off firecrackers and squealers. It’s noisy and colourful and wonderful.

Puerto Vallarta Turtle Pilgrimage

The turtles that are dug up next door being released into the water.

Puerto Vallarta Xmas Day

Back to the town where we first met

A lot of years ago, Harold and I planned our first trip together. It was more than just a romantic trip away. It was the very first time we ever met each other in real life. As I looked through the cities we could meet in, one city jumped to the top. New Orleans, city […]

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin’ for a train

I didn’t really know much about Baton Rouge other than the Janis Joplin song “Me and Bobby McGee” and I love the name. Translated from French, it’s not nearly as romantic sounding, nor is the history of the name. “Red Stick” refers to the blood-drenched poles that were used to hang bear heads and fish […]

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