Vivian's RV Vignettes

Hanging out in the West of the Pecos Museum while I wait for a mechanic doing some work on my RV. I have to admit, I’ve been in a lot of museums in several countries, but this is a first for me in terms of interpretive signage.

I don’t think I’ve ever had a road trip go exactly to schedule.

I was supposed to be in Whites City, NM tonight. I’m still in Pecos, TX instead. I hadn’t particularly planned to come to Pecos at all, but it had the only mechanic who said he could help me with a problem with my RV — it was dripping gasoline from the undercarriage when I was filling it up. (Yikes!) They spent the afternoon on it, I picked it up, took it to the nearest gas station… and it was still leaking. So I took it back and they got underneath and found a different hose that needs replacing, but they couldn’t find anywhere tonight that had the right part. I’m not sure if morning will improve that situation. But anyway, for tonight, I got myself a motel room. (It was that, or sleep in the mechanic’s junkyard in my RV next to the clanging repair work in the garage and the busy highway a few feet away and the train tracks beyond that…).

I’m glad to be in a reasonably comfortable and private place for the night. I just hope I can be on my way tomorrow. My Spanish is really getting a workout… the owner speaks English, but he’s not there most of the time, and the mechanics only speak Spanish. I have a hard enough time understanding what mechanics are telling me in English most of the time.