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Posted: 9:52 a.m. Wednesday, May 7, 2014

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By Neal Boortz

We’re in Dallas.  We didn’t exactly set out to be in Dallas -- we were actually heading to Oklahoma City to park at the Twin Fountains RV Park while we visited with friends.  Weather has a funny way of changing routing, if not plans.  So here we are.

            A few nights ago we were parked at the Tom Sawyer RV Park on the banks of the Mississippi River across from Memphis. I love sitting there watching (and listening to) the tugs pushing barges loaded with who-knows-what up and down the river.  The plan was to continue down Interstate 40 to OKC. That was before we took a good look at the weather forecast calling for storms, large hail and tornados.  “Recalculating”, as the GPS lady says, and we were on our way down I-55 to Jackson and then I-20 to Dallas.  Turned out, as you may know, to be a good plan.

            Actually … the trip to Dallas started in 1969.  That was the date of my first ever trip in a motorhome. I rented a 27-foot Winnebago, loaded it up with about five couples, and headed from Atlanta to Panama City, Florida for a weekend.  The trip turned out to be, as you may have already guessed, a complete disaster.  Perhaps someday I’ll write an entire blog entry about that trip --- including a detailed narrative of what can happen if you’re not properly briefed on the sewage dump system.  We’ll save that one.

            That disastrous trip didn’t dissuade me.  By 1973 Donna and I were making yearly motorhome trips in various rentals, usually to Florida.   Radio talk show hosts aren’t allowed many vacations longer than one week --- so our range was limited.  Our all-time favorite destination was the Ft. Wilderness Campgrounds at Walt Disney World in Florida.  That’s not far, by the way, from the home of Millennium Luxury Coaches in Sanford, Florida.  We made annual trips to Ft. Wilderness with our daughter from age three until she graduated from college.  Now we’re making that trip with our granddaughter.  Seriously --- if you haven’t included Ft. Wilderness in your RV travels, you’re missing out on one of the best destinations out there.

            By the time I retired from radio in 2013 we had purchased our first Prevost from Millennium Luxury Coaches in Sanford, Florida.  My last show was in February, and by April we were on the road.  Our routing took us westward on I-10.  Now let me tell you … once you get by San Antonio and into West Texas you will drive further and see less than anywhere else in the country. 

            One of the memorable stops on the first trip was the Distant Drums RV Park in Camp Verde, Arizona.  We stumbled onto a Bus N Bikers rally there, and since I had my BMW K1600GTL on the back of the coach, I was ready to rip.  Distant Drums is the best park close to the amazing Arizona town of Sedona.  There’s a pretty spiffy casino just across the Interstate, and side trips to Sedona and Jerome make for a wonderful visit.  There are also some spectacular Indian cliff dwellings, Montezuma’s Castle, within just a few miles.

            But that was last year.  My purpose for the BoortzBus Blog is to take you along on this year’s trip; both the good and the bad.  Last year Donna and I discovered that we truly like lengthy trips in our coach, but we were lacking one thing --- a true king sized bed.  Chris Stroup at Millennium found one for us earlier this year, we traded, and here we are. 

            The current trip began on April 7.  We drove the bus away from our home in Naples, Florida and headed for Atlanta, with a stop at Ft. Wilderness, of course.  Thanks to the generosity of a friend we were able to park the bus in a huge aircraft hangar while we spent about 10 days in our Atlanta condo to celebrate Easter Weekend with our granddaughter.  When we left Atlanta on April 24th I headed straight for Nashville.  I wanted Donna to see the Gaylord Opryland Hotel.  Usually Donna thinks that I overstate the awesomeness of places I’ve visited before, but not this time.  She loved the place.  We checked in with the Nashville Prevost Service Center and asked them to look at a possibly malfunctioning engine control computer while we spent two nights at Opryland.  The computer checked out fine (loose wire) and we were on the road to Memphis, and our adventure with the weather.  Before arriving in Dallas, in addition to the park on the Mississippi, we spent a night at the Lincoln Parish RV Park in Ruston, La.  This is a parish (county) park, but you’ll find the campgrounds quite scenic on a beautiful lake. 

            Dallas is too big.  Too many people.  The traffic is beyond terrible on an Interstate system that seems to be 100% under construction.  So we quickly pulled in the slides and headed west.

            Since I created a bit of controversy during my years as a talk show host, and understanding that there are people out there who might not think I’m the nicest person in the world, I’ll tell you on this blog where we’ve been, not where we are or where we are going.  I’ll also shoot straight with you about the places we’ve visited.  For instance … I’m still shocked at the conduct of the bellman that helped us unload the Toad (our tow vehicle) at the Opryland.  He actually pulls out a tablet and says “OK, you two.  I’m going to ask you some questions to see if you’re going to be allowed to stay with us here.”  What?  “Allowed” to stay here?  I turned and walked away and let Donna handle this clown.  He was trying to be cute – it didn’t work.  Oh … and on what planet does a $20 breakfast buffet NOT include coffee? 

            One more thing.  Truckers.  I’ve been driving these motorhomes up and down interstates for 40 years.  In years past the truckers would almost always flash their lights as you’re passing to let you know you are clear.  Now they almost never do.  What has changed?  I know you don’t refer to a trucker as your “good buddy” on the CB any more, but what’s wrong with them helping us know when we’re clear? 

            Just wondering.

            OK .. time to reel in the power cord and hit the road. More later.

Neal Boortz

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Neal Boortz chronicles his 42 years of talk radio in his book "Maybe I Should Just Shut Up and Go Away" Available on line and printed from Barnes and Noble and Amazon.

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