Blog 12 – Frog Legs?

The Wanderings of Kit (Do you wander or just wonder?)
By writing this blog I want to inspire you and show you that–
YES, YOU CAN > >

• Change your life at any time to make it more magnificent!
• Live with little money and still have an excellent life.
• Be able to live life getting very little sleep.
• Live ANYWHERE in the world and still make your life a fantastic event!
• See experiences that will add to and make your life better.
• I want to inspire you as to the wonders of the earth.
• Perhaps this is my new “gig”, traveling the world doing the same?

Design the life you want to live, now, then live that life.

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The freedom I am experiencing in my travels is a marvelous thing.
Going where I want, when I want and seeing wonderful sites and people.
With this blog, I want to help open your mind to more of the splendor of the world.
I will have places to show you and tales to tell.
I will have secrets to unfold and good news!

I’m glad to take you on my journeys with me.

This traveling and writing somehow remind of back in my juggling days. When I juggled I aimed for excellence, something I aim for, and we can all do.

When juggling, I remember—my mind would be free of thought, I would have pure awareness, my body would be active and moving, I brought in clear focus, I would be in another world where I aimed toward the best I could do.

With my writing, I want to do the same. Get all the right words which will inspire you to excel (is it working?)

This feeling and drive are sometimes called, “Satori”.
It is something that stays with you.
I am sure you experienced satori sometime in your life.

For me, it is aiming toward and pushing toward excellence. Each of us can experience and bring on satori no matter what shape we might be in. In every detail of your life, you can bring on excellence. From brushing your teeth to driving your car. If you can make your life a constant habit of satori, your life can go to a higher level.

It’s not a matter of achieving excellence every time in all you do, it is always aiming toward and giving it your all—every time. You are capable to develop this habit, I am here to help.

Today is Sunday—church day—so I had to go. Actually, I was passing by a small church and just wanted to see how it was. The pastor/preacher had a strong orange color coat and tie. I was one of 18 people who were in the audience. It was basically a bible study, keeping right in line with the words in that book.

He was one of those, “You people are terrible, and you have to believe in God, be saved, then you can have a better future. ”  I’ve heard that so often. Churches put everyone down and then offer the solution. As usual, I wanted to stand up and argue with the man, but remained silent.

After 45 minutes, I had had enough and slipped out the back. But, the pastor saw me leave and was at the side door to say something to me. Darn, I wish I would have stopped to talk with him and the rest there. Perhaps next Sunday?
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The daily happenings >> 

3/22/19—Just published my last blog and sent it to you, did you enjoy the read?

Good news already, I received a phone call from my daughter, April, this afternoon. Always so good to speak with her. We plan to talk at least once a week. She got a new car! (new/used car) and loves it, a good thing.

I saw on freecampsites.net that there is a free parking area at the Golden Nugget Casino in Boluxi, Mississippi, so here I am. I was even able to hook into a free wifi spot, a good thing.

One thing I told April was that everyone should write a blog. I “make” things happen so that I can include it for you in my blog. So, this adds to my life, much. Have you started writing your blog yet?

So tonight I will be staying at the in Boluxi at the Golden Nugget Hotel and Casino, how about that?
(Well, staying in the van.
Which is parked at the casino.  

They have a special lot just for campers and such (I saw some BIG rigs.) One guy I talked with said they have been parked there for a month and no one has said a word. I was parked down by the marina, very quiet and dark, how I like it.

3/23—Well, where to today? Bigfoot Horse Camp, who would ever think? So, 110 north to 67 north to Success Road, to Airey Tower Road to Tuxachanie Trail Road—and here I am! GPS helped, too (what did we do before GPS, hard to remember.)

A big grassy field with trees in the mix, only a few people here, birds chipping, quite nice.

On the way I stopped by Home Depot so see if they had any scrape wood for the fire, I got a pile. And, it’s a good thing, this area has pine trees, but they don’s have branches, so I could hardly find any firewood in the area. But, like usual, I will be happy (and have enough wood.)

I like this when I am typing to you out in the wilderness on battery power. Clean air, clear sky, a warm day, drinking a Corona Lite; couldn’t ask for better!

I’ve also been out throwing 3 balls around, getting better all the time. I bruised my knuckle (why is there a “k” in that word?) on my left hand, so clubs hurt too much.

I just had a big scare. At times, since my brain injury, I have trouble swallowing. At 1pm I was eating a salad and some got lodged in my esophagus. This has happened many times in the past. It won’t go down, it won’t come up, I stick my finger down my throat to make me (you-know-what). Eventually, the food goes down.

But, this time, it went on from 1pm until 4pm, the longest it has been bad. Because I could not swallow (I could breath OK, though), I packed up all my stuff and was off to find a hospital (I was out in the wilderness, after all.) After about two miles driving I felt the lettuce slip down my throat, felt much better.

Twice I had an operation to help with this problem. You get put to sleep (I always try and fight the drugs and stay awake, doesn’t work.) Then they put a plastic tube down your throat and inflate it, which widens the throat.

So, turn around, and back to the camp and all the firewood, I left behind which was still there.

Yes, I just wrote earlier about “making” things happen to be able to put it into your blog. No, no, no, not this time, silly.

3/24—Today off to Big Boluxi Campground. I’ve been here before, like it much. At each campsite there is a water spigot, take all you want. Also, each site has an electrical connection, picnic table, and fire-pit, very comfortable. Lawn for juggling, a road for riding, air temp today in the high 70’s, a few clouds, overall, a paradise.

My computer is charged up, my additional charger is charged up, no wifi connections at all (doesn’t matter), plenty of food, wine and beer in the cooler, a lot of wood for the fire tonight and in the morn. The only thing missing is YOU!

While out looking for firewood, I came upon an empty beer bottle that someone left, how terrible. Of course, I grabbed it and it will go into recycling. Whenever I know I will be passing by a trash can, I look for things on the ground near that could put in, then I do. A habit I hope you develop, too.

Another thing, I used the bathroom at the camp earlier. Around the toilet, there was toilet paper just here and there on the floor; a mess. Why doesn’t anyone simply pick up this clean toilet paper from the ground and put it in the toilet or the trash? Well I did, and you should, too.

I try and leave a place nicer than when I came in. Leave a place NICER than when you entered.

Remember my choking on my salad yesterday? Well, I ate the rest today, slowly and thoroughly, turned out OK.

I just went for a bike ride outside the camp. On exiting the campground, on both sides of the road are trash and cans, and this is Desoto National Forest. Do people not think?

When I was in Australia and New Zealand I did not see this rubbish on sides of roads or elsewhere. Someone needs to educate the American public—namely—you! (and me.)

Then, I couldn’t take it. I went back to the camp, grabbed a couple of big bags and I went out and filled them full with the trash on the road. No one will notice, but I will know.

3/28—Have not been writing the last few days, catching you up on things now. I’ve been going back and forth between three places to stay, each offers something different.

1) Currently at The Big Foot Horse Camp. Here I am the only one here. It is a big field with trees and all covered in grass. So, I can work on my juggling and other things on the grass and hearing the birds in the trees is so nice. 

2) I also like to stay at the Golden Nugget Casino. In the back is a marina and a nice atmosphere. Perusing the casino can be interesting, too. As you might know, before my big accident I was the headline performer at Ballys Casino in Atlantic City. I did not gamble, at all, same as here. There is free wifi where I park, a great thing.

3) My favorite—Big Biloxi Campground. Here each campsite had was and electric available. Such a clean and nice camp. Take a look >>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X29AIv5GjC8

So, something different in each place to rest my head.

At the horse camp, I am awaiting a tow truck (don’t worry, my toes are OK.) Yesterday I had the radio on for too long and the battery on the van went down too far. I tried to jump the van with someone driving by, but it would not start, just revved and revved, but no go.

I am waiting for service now. Hard to get here, out in the middle of nowhere in the Desoto National Forest. I hope the tow truck driver makes it OK.

I have no worries, I have plenty of food and water and people come by now and then, and, if need be, I can eat bugs and small animals. In fact, there is a couple here now with their two horses about to go riding. TJ and BJ had good directions to give the driver to arrive here. So, I have two new friends through this event.

My mom used to say simple words that have stayed with me. When I was worried about something, she would say, “It will work, or it won’t” Worry won’t do a thing to help.

I was towed to a NAPA repair place and the guy just dropped my van and me off. The driver did not even check to see if they could fit me in. The guy at NAPA told me they could not get to me until Monday! (today was Thursday.) I said I could just stay in my van in his lot until then, he told me I could not do that. 

I had no idea what to do. They could start the van and, with my foot on the gas peddle gassing it, the engine keeps running. As soon as I let up on the gas the engine dies. So, I could take a chance and drive to another repair place driving using both feet,, I was scared, though, of the van dying again with me not being able to start it.

Then a higher up guy got involved and put the van in. After a few hours, a new battery, and $166, I was on the road. The van was running great once again.

Happy I was.

It was back to Big Boluxi Camp again to celebrate. I stopped by Home Depot and got a bunch of scrape wood for a big fire. I searched the area too, and found a bunch more fuel for the fire.

Dinner was a small salad, some big shrimp fried up and more of the frog legs I had gotten at Walmart (hard to believe they would sell something like that.) About the frog legs, have you ever eaten them? They look like little tiny human legs, so strange. They did taste good. How would your legs taste? 

So, here I am, out by myself, drinking beer, looking at a big fire, and loving life.
How about you?

I was just over by the fire, I accidentally spilled my glass of wine. What came to mind right away, I thought of the song, of course – “Spill the wine, take that girl . . .” Well, where is the girl? Anyone available? (See my smile?)
When’s the last time you heard the song by Eric Burdon and War >>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5XwpafmmRX8

Hi Liisa.
Are you there, Cho Cho?
I miss you, Tina.

This campsite is sooo good. Right now I am charging up my computer, my auxiliary power, my power drill, and both my shavers. All the while I am charging I am sipping wine (OK, chugging), keeping the fire up and going, and smiling a big smile at the same time—Now—that’s talent!

The only downside to staying here is in the evening and morning you hear the traffic noise of the nearby highway.

So, here are my upcoming plans >> My friend, Daniel, is coming out to New Orleans for a jazz concert the end of April, beginning of May, I want to be with him. So, I have a month to stay around the area >> what will I do, what will I do? I guess I will find out—and you will, too!