Friday I went to Larsen's house and shared my photos of Costa Rica with them via my iPod. I had organized my Costa Rica photos on my computer and then copied all 1300 photos and videos onto my iPod. It takes up over one gigabyte of space! Sharing with them was the first time I've looked at all the photos. In organizing my photos of Costa Rica, I had merely
looked at groups, and organized them by day and activity. So, it was interesting to see what all I did capture during my vacation in Costa Rica. There are some very amazing and beautiful places in Costa Rica. I have been working hard at getting ready for my move. I am still bummed that I don't get to live here any longer. I have very much enjoyed making this place my home for the past twelve years. I've thanked God almost every day of the past years
for letting me live here and asked him to allow me to live here the rest of my life. I am that happy living here. Alas, though, I must now move elsewhere. I still don't know where I am going to live, but the Larsen's have said that I can park my buses behind their bunkhouse for awhile. Neither of us have said how long "awhile" is, but I told them I must be in this area for at least one month, until my trip back east to attend CarolinaCon and Notacon. After that,
perhaps I'll have to move somewhere else. I still need to find a permanent home. My friend Teri also (in a phone message) invited me to park my bus at her house. I still have not returned her call. I keep forgetting about it most of the time and then simply don't want to call when I do remember. She loves to talk a long time, and it always takes much energy out of me to talk to anyone on the phone. I just am not a phone talker.
So, I have two temporary options. I have to find out how long Teri is considering allowing me to live with her and her husband Mike. Her message sounded like she was not putting any time limit on it. I used to very much enjoy spending time with her and talking about all kinds of things. Yesterday I disconnected the brackets holding the gas tank under my bus. I have to drop the tank to drain it, because I have been unable to open the drain
plug. I propped up the tank for now, until I can get some help in lowering it. It is much more heavy than I would have expected. I don't remember how much gas was in it when I moved the bus here twelve years ago. I know that all that gas has certainly turned to varnish by now. I also disconnected the gas line from the engine, drained the oil, and checked that the antifreeze still looks good. I started to drain the antifreeze, but it looked perfect,
which very much surprised me. I started the old battery to charging, but it doesn't look like that is going to work. I'll probably have to buy a new battery. At least it can use a regular car battery, rather than the huge two hundred dollar bus batteries that my other bus requires.Dan is coming up today to help me with whatever I need to still do. I will probably try dropping the gas tank today with his assistance. Then we can begin to put electric and
water into the other bus. I still prefer to be able to move this bus. I very much enjoy living in this, and I don't really want to be so rushed in creating a new home in the other bus. If I can move this bus, I will have more time to design, plan, and build another home in the other bus. I guess that's it for now. Until next time -- Dave Clingman
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