Reality Check ✔️

For years we have heard that travel enlightens and educates and it is very true, but sometimes travel hits you with a reality check. This Easter weekend we planned a family trip to Marble Falls, Texas. Beautiful hill country town by the Colorado River. During the planning stages, I googled to see the RV parks in the area and there were several so I assumed we would have no problem finding a nice spot.

We heard of this amazing place by Lake LBJ and I could almost see us there already. But there was a problem. By the time I tried making a reservation all the full hook-up spots were booked. The only spot available had no sewer connection and was renting for $98 per night. Our kids found a deal At the local Best Western for less than that!! I searched the other RV park options and realized that most rent on a month-to-month basis. This trip was getting complicated.

My husband suggested just staying at the BW and parking the motor home outside. We could not drive our car for our trip continues to New Mexico after this stop. By the time we decided to do this the best rate at the BW was $140 so it was time to refigure…again. This is a two-week trip and we are on a strict budget, especially because of the price of diesel these days.

I finally found an RV park that hosts mostly permanent residents but has a few spots for overnight visitors. It is close to Pedernales State Park and about 7 miles from downtown Marble Falls. It has no restrooms or showers but we use the ones in our motor home so that was not an issue.

Glamping at “popular RV parks” where weekend warriors camp, we are used to watching RVs roll in and glampers spreading out the latest trends in rving gadgets, electric bikes, fancy gas grills, and loungers. It is always fun to watch. These gadgets are great conversation starters among neighbors. All nice and fancy like the customary swimming pool decks, air-conditioned bathrooms, gift shops and more.

Crashing into a full-time resident RV park is a bit different. It is a reality check. We noticed an elderly couple watching TV outside under a tent sitting comfortably on two cushiony couches. The patio had whimsy decorations, pots, plants, and lights. This is their happy home. Images of me complaining about maintaining our large backyard and 2,400 sq. ft home came flashing in puncturing my heart. I am ashamed of myself. It was Good Friday yesterday when we checked in. The day Jesus Christ died on the cross for all of us sinners. This me, me, me, culture has gotten to me and I need to snap out of it fast. Night came, and I had the most peaceful and quiet sleep I’ve had in some time. Birds singing woke me up this morning. The sound of the nearby traffic slowly crept in but there was something different about it. This may sound crazy but it was polite, as if not wanting to disturb but not being able to control its roam. I am familiar with these sounds for we live near the expressway and those sounds are rude!

There is so much we don’t understand about others and why they act or feel a certain way. I cannot continue living as if I was the only one on this planet. As if my actions have no consequences and affect others.

If we don’t care about what happens to others then we are lost in the “me” world and I hope we can recognize reality checks around us. One thing Christ taught us is to love each other. To care for each other and welcome the stranger. Everything we do affects others. Everything. If we really think about it – that is the only thing that matters.

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