You might see four people driving down the road like this:
That is a mattress they were holding on the roof with their hands, and doing a great job.
We found a campground there where they also sell campers. So they also fix campers, and that is a perfect place for me.
These are our neighbors. When we put our camper up, they weren't there. Their camper was sitting on tree stumps, and their blocks were laying between our sites. My uncle thought the blocks were up for grabs. Not the case. We took (stole actually) everything they had. Nice way to start a neighbor relationship. But we were able to make it right by buying all of the blocks they have there now. So it's all good. All I can say is that our family has come a long way. Like I said before on Facebook, they make us look like the Waltons. They are louder than us. Argue more than us. In a very sick way, I love that about them. So far...
My daughter and I slept there one night, but came back Thursday because the boys had a baseball game on Friday night, which was rained out anyhow. So we packed up the twins, my daughter (the 12 yr old had a birthday party camping trip with a friend) and went back up.
Hanging out front. Bob even smiled a lot.
The kids went fishing. They floated out to that dock with the bench, and lost one floating tube. Watching them figure out how to get back was hilarious. Unfortuantly, the worms didn't make it back. But no fish were hurt and they got to eat some free worms.
We took a wagon ride around the park. They do this once in awhile. We saw the grounds and all of the other campers. There is for sure a culture of having the fancy lawn stuff at your camper. Like, decks, lights, lawn ornaments, sheds, whatever. We are not going to compete.
So everyone enjoyed themselves. Did we fight? Yes. Did I feel like I was doing all of the work? Yes. Bob read about 100 pages of his book, I didn't. But who's counting? (Me, and I'm always working on that). Overall, it was awesome. I am so glad we picked that campground, that camper, and we can enjoy it. I am so grateful for my dad for setting us up like this. New adventures for us. I know I am pretty lucky.
So now we are home, they are fighting, hitting and swearing at each other and I'm thinking I might run away and drive up there alone...