A blast from the past...

As I was driving to work this morning, I was passed by a circa 1971 VW bus camper conversion, very similar to the one my husband and I used to own, and the way it bounced along and the sound of its ticky little engine brought back a flood of memories. We bought our camper new in 1971, while I was pregnant with our first child and had the pop-top added a year later. I learned to shift the gears (4 on the floor) by jackrabbiting around a large mall parking lot, and we were off.  My family (my husband, myself, two children and two dogs) traveled in that camper/second family vehicle for 13 years; 210,000 miles of exploration through the desert southwest, the mountains of the northwest, parts of Canada, historic sites along the east coast and on and on.  We even camped in Las Vegas (my first time there) and discovered that the KOA laundry room had slot machines.  So many happy, silly, carefree memories - thanks little VW bus.