Saturday, January 9, 2010

Jan 09, 2010 Helena, AL

I'll bet you're wondering where Helena, AL is located. So am I. It is a couple hundred miles north of Pensacola, FL and a couple hundred miles from anywhere else. We traveled almost 600 miles today and 560 miles remain until Raleigh. We have traveled 2090 since leaving Palm Springs, CA. We may finish the journey tomorrow or may stop somewhere along the way. We shall see tomorrow as to how the many variables of travel come into play. My wife, my home, and the puppies' backyard are relatively close and tempting.

We are stopped for the night in a real trailerpark. The place where we docked is a pull through slip but it is normally used as a road except when overnighters are around. Guess who is tonight's overnighter? We docked and took the puppies for a walk down to the bathhouse to which it had a sign that said "Inspected for Travelers in 1996". Well that was the last time the bathroom was cleaned or repaired. However, this place is cheap and a place to dock for people too tired to struggle or complain. What was really funny was in the bathroom there is a one gallon container of liquid sanitizer. I guess you need to rub it all over like body lotion when you use "the facilities". In all honesty, I met three people in the park tonight and they were super nice.

The puppies are dealing with the drive. Riley is finally getting over being spoiled in Palm Springs by Deb's family. Monty is a nervous wreck from the road noise. He jumps every time The Love Boat crosses a roadbed reflector or warning strip. We have puppy "seatbelts" that are specially made for dogs and are anchored to the same points the regular seat belts are anchored. Without the puppy seatbelts, Monty would be in my lap every 10 minutes from the road noise. Poor puppy. Riley could care less.

The weather here is super cold. What is going on? The light bulb in the water pump compartment worked nicely last night. It is on again tonight as the temperature is supposed to be 18 degrees. This is Alabama not Alaska. It ain't supposed to be cold here. I want my money back. Yada, yada, yada, whine, whine, whine. I'll shut up now.

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