Glenn arrived at 6:00 a.m. to get Steven and he came bearing coffee from Starbucks. Even though it was probably the worst Americano I have ever had, in many ways it was also the best. I mean, who can complain about having a coffee delivered to your rig? It was awesome.
There’s not much I can say about what the boys were up to, because they didn’t provide many details about their filmmaking endeavors. I do know it involved a murder with a crowbar and some rocks, lots of screaming, some dirt and garlic Sriracha sauce, presumably as a stand-in for blood. Kris will probably have some explaining to do to their neighbors, but Glenn is just as happy to leave them wondering what the hell just happened in their quiet neighborhood.
Kris came to pick me up at 9:00 a.m. and we headed for Target. There, I found some lovely pillows and throws as well as a lamp for Steven’s area and a few other various and sundry must-haves. Then, we were off to Starbucks were we enjoyed a coffee while waiting for Costco to open.
At Costco, I bought a lifetime supply of microfiber cloths and automotive paper towels. Steven has a nasty habit of using my good (white!!) wash cloths to clean bug guts off the front windshield. I had to put a stop to this post haste. I also got some more wine and snacky things. We have certainly not lacked for wine on this trip. In some places, the campground stores carry more wine than any other item and we always stocked up. Who knew when we might run out and not find more? That would have been a disaster of epic proportions!
I spent the afternoon all by myself, doing some laundry, moving a pillow from here to there, studying my exit plan options and generally enjoying myself, except for one issue that had cropped up earlier. The potty was clogged. There was no immediate rhyme or reason for this to happen, it just did. After Steven came back, he eventually figured it out, and since then have had no more issues. We came very close to admitting defeat and thought of calling a mobile repair guy, but Steven kept at it until he got it resolved. YAY, my hero!
Glenn came to pick us up and bring us to their beautiful home for dinner. Kris prepared an outstanding meal, and we enjoyed our evening out.
UP NEXT: Pondering strategically.
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Awwwww, did that little popup across from you make you nostalgic??
Deb
I will never understand why some parks put poles like that where they do. To protect their precious grass, I suppose. But, FYI, mulch is fair game. Go for it!
Funny, but when we are in the RV, we have a glass of wine EVERY day.
Back at home it is maybe once or twice a month.
Glad to see you are making Scoopy your very own with your pesonal touch.
TnT
nice to see that splash of red on Scoopy's furniture! it has the 'Linda' touch now!!