I was driving on a country road the other day, and toodling on ahead of me was a Blast from the Past that made me smile and sigh.
I, too, had a VW van of this vintage that took me many wonderful places. The middle seats were removed and an air mattress became a safe and comfy bed.
My dad built a cupboard "kitchen" that opened when you lifted up the back door. The door of the wooden cupboard folded down and became a little table.
Mine was forever breaking down and leaving me stranded. I loved it nevertheless.
There was always a long line of cars behind us on hills, but we chugged along at a driving pace that let you look around and enjoy the scenery.
I only have slides of my VW and no way to put those onto my computer. I do have a few actual photos from that era, though.
My first years of teaching, living in an old farmhouse in Wisconsin
Living in the NC mountains, with goats and sheep and chickens, teaching in a small, rural elementary school in Appalachia
Traveling in the summers, this time to Arizona
The van was eventually replaced by a Bug and the summer travels continued.
Camping on the beach, waiting to buy shrimp from the shrimp boats in Charleston, SC.
Backpacking in the Smoky Mountains
Remember Granny Glasses?
And now, here I am, a real granny!
How did that happen?