You’re not a truck, you’re not a car…you’re an RV! The truckers hate you, the cars hate you. Only the other people in RV’s smile as you go by. Of course, having a Golden Retriever sitting in the shotgun seat helps.
It’s not the sewer lines coming from the other RV’s in the park that smell. It’s the damn skunk who made his way around it overnight! Oh, well, that’s nature.
Beautiful day, aside from the refrigerator door flying open during the trip (now have it battened down!) pretty uneventful. Getting 9.4 mpg meant a first $85 gas bill…
My first encounter with REAL AMERICA. Walked onto the park/camp store and treated myself to a Huge Arizona Iced Tea. Walked up to the counter expecting to pay $5.00 for it. “That’ll be 99 cents sir,” said the girl behind the counter. I just smiled and said, “Thank you ma’am!”
And the STARS!!! and SHOOTING STARS! Just like in the movies!
Onward to Ohio tomorrow!
PS am not far from Penn State. Locals not happy they lost yesterday!
