So, I took a couple of basic woodworking courses whilst I was in London last winter. Just the basic stuff, but enough for me to feel confident in drilling in a screw, and sawing off a bit of wood. As our bed had a rather un-nerving wobble to it when laid out, it was time to get to Lowes/Home Depot and start building that dream, slide bed I’d always pictured.
Meg found us a small town in Texas (called Borger, although maybe not so small, as it was the world’s biggest oil refinery town – or something like that), which had free RV parking and hook-ups, and had an ACE hardware nearby for all those items I had forgotten/broken. I’d given myself 5 days to do it.
Now, it should be apparent by now, that both myself & Meg are not the most ‘practical’ of people. I still have no sense of direction, and I’ve lost count on the number of things we have ‘lost’, ‘broken’, ‘dropped’, ‘misplaced’ or simply ‘forgotten’ (I am surprised sometimes that the dog is still with us). And unfortunately, this shows in my DIY skills. I don’t know for the life of me, why everything I build, amend or tweak, just goes to pot. And the bed was no exception. It was essentially 4 days of frustration – cutting, sanding, cutting some more, throwing that piece away because I’d cut too much, starting again, not knowing how to make something straight, and lots of padding & strange angles to make things work. However, we got there in the end, and even though the drawers need amending, so far the bed is holding firm. Touch wood people. Literally, touch wood.
As Meg has some work lined up in New Orleans, we now have only 4 or 5 days to get back to New Orleans, so onto the road we go. The first stop was Fort Worth & Dallas. Fort Worth had a nice little downtown, and ‘ye olde’ Stockyard area where we watched some people on horses walk some cows down the street. A little bit too touristy for our liking, but interesting nonetheless (although I did see one of the world’s best offices – leather couches, a wooden bar, and about 20 deer heads stuck to the walls – proper JR Ewing). Dallas was then just a flying visit the next day to see the JFK/6th storey museum - where Lee Harvey Oswald allegedly shot JFK. A really good museum, very busy, and somewhat eerie (much like the Martin Luther King museum) showing the actual spot where he took the shots, and looking out the window to the x’s on the road marking where JFK was hit. Time to download some JFK conspiracy theories I think….