August 14, 2016 (by Angela)
My. Oh. My! How time does fly.
As stated in my last post, Sunday afternoon of last week was a time of rest, but it was a busy Monday that followed. After a bagel breakfast (thank you, Panera), I returned the rental car to Enterprise. Upon arriving back at the KOA, I got myself and Chewie together to head to the nearby town of Macedonia, Ohio, where he had an appointment to get a bath and other doggy spa treatments. The time waiting was put to good use. I returned the clothes I had purchased but not worn over the weekend to the store; I located Tractor Supply and replenished Chewie’s food supply. After a futile attempt to locate a coin-operated car wash to wash the truck, I found a place to have some lunch. By the time I was finished eating, Chewie was ready to be picked up from Petco. Chewie and I headed back to the camper where we just chilled for the rest of the day.
Tuesday morning, once again after my nice bagel breakfast, I headed to the laundry with all of my dirty clothes. For the first time ever since arriving at the campground, all washers were in use. I put my basket down and waited on the porch as it was cooler with the breeze outside than it was in the laundry with the A/C on. Pretty soon it became apparent that the folks washing their clothes together, two young women and a young man, were using all of the washers. Once their loads began to finish, I was able to get my clothes into a machine. It was going to be a wait, especially since they now were using all of the dryers and were even spreading out clothes on the porch banister. I went back to the camper and did a few small chores there before returning to sit and wait again. Although I had my basket of wet garments sitting in front of the dryers, another lady, who had started her clothes after me, barged in and jumped ahead of me, though she saw me waiting. She took clothes out of the first dryer to stop, putting the items on the table, and proceeded to load her clothes in the dryer. Though my sense of fair play and my ideas of proper manners were offended, I chose to let it roll off my back. It was only a couple of minutes before the gang of three returned to remove the piles and piles of their clothes out of the rest of the dryers. I was able to get mine going then.
Laundry done, it was back to the camper to put things away, have a late lunch, and rest for the rest of the day, since it came up a thunderstorm in the afternoon. I had started the most recent In Death book, so I enjoyed finishing the book before going to bed.
Wednesday was the first day in a long time that I did not have anything in particular that I needed to do, so It was at this point that it dawned on me that I had full control of the TV and remotes. I could watch whatever I like. After not having a TV on for any reason for at least five days, I decided to binge watch a show available on Netflix that I’ve wanted to see for a while. Thus began an evening of Sherlock. Muddy and muggy outside, Thursday was a repeat of Wednesday, so again, I spent most of the day inside in the dry and cool. I finished all episodes available on Netflix for Sherlock, and then I watched another short BBC series The Buccaneers.
Friday was an exciting day. I did what I needed to done at the camper, had my bagel breakfast, and headed to the Cleveland airport to pick up Jim. Arriving about 15 minutes before his flight was due to arrive, I parked and went into the terminal to baggage claim to wait for him. It was so good to see him!. We made our way back to the campground, stopping for lunch and to fill the truck. It was during lunch that Jim gave me the nicest surprise. He brought the Northern Lights home to me!
Back at the KOA, Chewie nearly knocked me off the steps trying to get to Jim. They visited, and then while Jim and Chewie took a nap, I took his dirty clothes to wash and dry. Laundry done and a little nap under his belt, he and I talked, ate, watched some YouTube videos, and did our monthly financials before heading to bed. Jim also did the bulk of his packing for the next week.
Saturday, breaking camp and hooking up to move was a messy job. After all of the rain, mud was everywhere. Other than getting dirty, there were no issues in getting on the road. It was pretty much a smooth travel day, despite some rain, ending just inside Kentucky. We had a beautiful, quiet, affordable campsite at Eagle Valley Campground, though the drive was more than expected; it was about 10 miles off the Interstate and traversed several narrow bridges and crossed a railroad track three times.
Jim was extremely happy to find that we were near Kentucky Speedway, so of course we had to go check it out and make some pictures.
After that, we needed to find a place to eat. We drove to nearby Warsaw, and boy did we hit gold. Jewell’s on Main was an amazing place to eat and worth the wait. Jim had the special on the top of the special board in picture below.
After a good night’s sleep, Jim and I were up and ready to roll by 6:00 a.m. Sunday morning. We had time to get a real breakfast at Cracker Barrel, which was about an hour down the road. It was a beautiful day with no rain. It wasn’t until we needed to re-fuel that we faced some frustrating issues. It took three different tries at three different stations to find a place we could actually get to the diesel fuel pump. Let’s just say that some people lack common sense and/or common courtesy. With the tank full, we made it through Nashville and then took a short lunch break. The Texas T Campground office would not open until 2:00 p.m., so there was no need to rush.
Checked in and paid, we pulled into our assigned site, home for the next couple of months. The heat and humidity was intense, so we got set up in bits, and then Jim and I pretty much collapsed inside with both air conditions running. About 45 minutes after we had gotten set up and settled inside, Dad arrived. He had driven our car up to us (left at his house for our “vacation” travel), and he had also been kind enough to pick us up Subway sandwiches for supper. A bit later Nancy, my step-mom, arrived to visit for a bit and pick up Dad. After they headed back to northern Alabama, we ate and did those few things we had to do before going to bed.
The alarm would go off at 4:00 a.m., so Jim could make it to the Nashville airport to make his way back to Alaska for his second two-week work time there.