For the first time in a couple of weeks I feel like I can breathe easy again. I wanted to be certain we arrived in Indiana before our daughter delivered our new grandchild. I felt that arriving two weeks prior to her actual due date would give us plenty of time but with us getting recent reports on the baby’s estimated size, Braxton Hicks contractions and dilation, I was beginning to get a little nervous. But made it we did and I’ve told my daughter that NOW she can feel free to deliver at any time.
The last leg of our journey home took us to Nashville. We allowed a 3 night stay in order to take in some of the local venues. We pulled into our assigned site, got the Suite Pea leveled, then Don proceeded with getting our electric, water and sewer connected while I went inside, opened the slides and proceeded to make the interior livable. Halfway finished, I hear Don yell. Apparently our sewer connect was bubbling up raw sewage, quickly spreading its foul waste under the rig and around our campsite. I immediately stopped what I was doing to phone the office. A maintenance crew was dispatched post haste and we were moved onto another site, leaving our leveling boards behind us as we had no desire to fish them out of the sewage. Fortunately we had enough boards left to level us out on the new site. We’ll get more cut once we reach Indiana.
On the up side, we learned that our friends Tom and Barb Pollock were parked in the campground that butted up against the campground we were staying in. They were in town so Tom could volunteer his time and services at the NRA Convention. The final day of the convention was Sunday so we agreed to pick up Barb and meet Tom downtown for dinner afterwards. Barb had discount coupons to Margaritaville Nashville so we made that our destination. We spent the meal catching up, after all, it had been a whole two weeks since we’d last seen each other.
Our appetites sated, the four of us decided to go honky tonkin’ down Broadway. The Pollock’s suggested we head over to The Stage where they’d heard a good band a few nights prior. We ended up spending the rest of the evening there listening to The Brandon Holder Band then said our goodbyes. The next two days it rained. We broke camp in between downpours.
We were concerned we’d have to set up camp in the rain once we reached Bloomington but good fortune shined down upon us just south of Louisville, Kentucky. The skies began to clear and conditions improved the rest of the way in.
We arrived at Jellystone Park to discover that other than the campground workers, we were the only campers in the park. Officially, Jellystone doesn’t open for another two weeks. We are relishing having the entire place to ourselves. The park is a ways from the main drag, making it very peaceful and quiet. We are gonna soak this up while we can.
Since our return we’ve busied ourselves with visiting family, catching up on chores and setting up doctor, dental and dog grooming appointments. And oh yes, Don cut off his two years growth of hair. He says he feels a few pounds lighter and with as thick as his hair is, I’m sure he does.
One other milestone was reached on the day we alighted back on Hoosier soil. It was our two year anniversary of living life as road gypsies. It’s hard to believe it’s been two years already. Seems like only yesterday we were chomping at the bit to get started in this vagabond lifestyle. We’re hopeful there will be many, many more.
Here’s lookin’ at you kid………..