We are a family who likes to dig our toes in the sand. If
you grow up in Massachusetts, chances are you’ve spent some time on a beach,
someplace. Heading to the beach was always something we did with the kids, and
still to this day, on our RV travels, often seem to turn up on a beach. To be
able to follow the Gulf Coast, hopping from one beachside city to another is an
amazing opportunity, even if it means sweeping additional sand out of the RV. When
we left you last, we were landlocked and we were basking in the peculiar charm
of Austin, that delightfully oddball capitol city of Texas. Of course, just
when you start figuring out which food truck sells the best tacos or which Texas
B-B-Q joint has the best sauce, it’s time to pack up and say goodbye to your familiar
campsite and hit the road, because, apparently, our RV has a travel quota to
meet. So, for the first time ever, we were a family of four traveling together
in the RV, pulling in its slides, piling into the truck, and heading south to
the Gulf Coast. Back to the beach. Our next destination being Corpus Christi, Texas,
just 150 miles north of the Mexico border. Our campsite was in the city of
Rockport, 30 miles north of Corpus Christi, but an easy drive to a lovely city
on the water.
Ever since I dreamed up this retirement RV lifestyle, I have always said that the kids can come and visit, but said visitation is limited to no more than seven days at a time. The thought being, “Hey we love you & we’re glad to see you, but don’t outstay your welcome; it’s not personal, but it’s time for you to leave”. And I think both children understand, are thankful for the time and experiences, but also look forward to leaving us and continuing with their lives.
Keeping in mind that the kids would only be with us in Corpus Christi for a few days, we chose to book a city tour as soon as we arrived. This time, we opted for a comfortable van ride with
| Steven, Judy, Josh, Susan, & Morgan |
Following our city tour, we enjoyed lunch at a local restaurant recommended by Rene
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| Walking Along the Corpus Christi Jetties |
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| Saying Goodbye at the Airport |
| Jade Statue at Texas State Museum of Asian Cultures |
After dropping the children off at the airport, we headed back to downtown Corpus Christi to visit The Texas State Museum of Asian Cultures. This museum, though modest in size, centers around a collection of art, artifacts, and costumes curated by its founder, Billie Trimble Chandler. Ms. Chandler, an educator with nearly twenty years of experience living and teaching in Japan, assembled an extensive assortment of Japanese art, including Hakata dolls, Ikebana flower arrangements, and various historical artifacts. While the museum features several noteworthy pieces, the layout could benefit from improvement, as the exhibits appear somewhat fragmented and challenging to navigate. I didn’t find this museum especially interesting, so I was relieved that their admission fee was complimentary at the time we went.
Our journey along the Texas Gulf Coast has been a perfect blend of adventure and relaxation, offering us countless opportunities to explore new places and create lasting memories. Each stop, from the vibrant city streets of Corpus Christi to the weird and wonderful city of Austin, reminded us of the simple joys found in fresh experiences and shared moments. Traveling as a family for the last two stops has made us appreciate the luxury of time—time to wander, to learn, and to savor the beauty that surrounds us. We’re off next to the south Texas Brush County, a town called Brackettville, which borders on the vast Chihuahuan Desert. And so, with sand still clinging to our toes and hearts full of gratitude, we continue onward, as we tell… the Rest of the Story.



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