Day 24
Don and I got up about six, both of us resolved to get our morning routine done quickly and get on the road. I had breakfast, Don got dressed, and we went for an early morning walk around the RV Park. I got a chance to roust a white heron in the storage lot, and we followed a great blue around part of the park, while Don restrained me from chasing him. He kept about fifty feet in front of us, honking defiantly. I wish Don would have let me at him. We stopped at the office and picked up a newspaper, which I volunteered to carry back to the rig. When we got home, Don looked through the paper and was disappointed to find that his letter to the editor had not been published. Geri said they wouldn’t publish it because it sounded like it was written by a crazy person. Don thought that they couldn’t stand any mockery of political correctness. Who knows, who cares. We got the coach put together to travel, hooked up the truck, and took off. We headed down the 75 Highway until we hit the 4, and headed up toward Orlando and Disney World. No, we weren’t going to Disney World. Instead, we headed east on highway 528 toward the Kennedy Space Center. Don didn’t realize that 528 was a toll road, but he found out quick; the first toll booth was encountered before we had gone three miles on the highway. He grumped about it, but paid up. We hadn’t gone another five miles before we hit another toll booth. This didn’t sit well with Don. It was even worse ten miles later, when we went through a third bunch of bandits. Fortunately, that was the last of the highway robberies, as he called them.
It didn’t take long for us to get to our new RV Park, which is called The Great Outdoors. Geri got us checked in, and they gave her a map that showed that our site was about two miles away from the office. This place is huge! Most of the sites have houses built on them, though they have a big garage for their RV. They have big buildings for meetings and recreation, hairdressers, manicurists, a post office, an RV parts and repair shop, and a church. I think they should call it The Great Indoors. All the sites are back-in, which is always fun to watch. Geri gets in back of the rig and waves her arms at Don to direct him in backing in; it always looks to me like she’s directing a choir, which I’ve seen on TV. After a while, they got the coach where they wanted it, and I got to get out. This place has really nice grass on the site, and I immediately marked off my boundaries. It kind of reminds me of the place we used to go in Las Vegas, Outdoor Resorts, but that place didn’t have houses.
Geri wanted to take a nap, so Don and I went out exploring in the truck. We went to the post office and bought some stamps, then went to the recreation facility and checked out the swimming pool and spa. We found the “Doggy Playground”, which was about twice the size of our coach, but was filled with yappy little dogs; not my style. After we got back, Geri took me out for a walk out by the water treatment plant, where they warn you not to feed the alligators. Believe me, I had no desire to feed them anything. When we got back to the rig, Don had dinner ready; pulled pork and beans, yummy! I got some good plates, for a change. We were all kind of tired, for some reason, and we went to bed early. Maybe a big day tomorrow!