Day 28
Geri didn’t feel too good this morning; she moved out onto my couch in the living room during the night to get warm, and I went out to join her, though she didn’t leave any room for me on the couch. When Don got up, the sounds of coffee making woke her, and she went back to the bedroom. When she got up again, she was croaking grievously and had many complaints. Don recommended heavy doses of antibiotics, but she didn’t have any. He didn’t have any other recommendations, so he shut up and made me some breakfast. He got his clothes on, and we went out for a walk down to Raccoon Court; I made my deposit, he bagged it, and we headed back to the main road. A man working in his yard at the corner yelled at us about picking up after our pets; Don pulled out his full poop bag, and I thought he was going to throw it at the guy! But he just waved it at him, and told him that we were always prepared. The guy didn’t seem to know what to say. We went back up the street and turned down Twin Lakes Drive (I know all the roads around here now). Ahead of us, walking down the street together, were two blue herons, just strolling down the road honking at each other. A couple on bicycles passed us, and rode up behind and past the herons; didn’t bother them a bit, they just kept on walking. Then one of the birds turned around and saw me; he started honking excitedly, and the other bird turned around and saw me. He (or she) started honking too, and they both decided to go airborne, still honking like crazy. I think I was being criticized. We kept the walk a lot shorter than yesterday’s, for which I was thankful.
When we got back, Don went into full make ready for departure mode; stowed the outdoor furniture, dumped the tanks, moved Garmie, pulled in the slides, and made sure all doors were secured. We disconnected, pulled out, hooked up the truck, and we were off! We headed north on our new mother road, highway 95, for about two hours, and then veered east toward the ocean. We wound up in the Saint Augustine KOA (Kampgrounds of America), which looks very nice. There’s a little lake, and we’re not far from the beach. We got in the truck and did a tour of Saint Augustine, which is the oldest city in the United States. We saw a big old Spanish Fort, and a lot of interesting old homes and other buildings. Don says it kind of reminds him of old San Juan, in Puerto Rico. We walked around downtown for a little while, and I got a few compliments and pets. When we got back to the rig, Geri took me for a good long walk around the RV park, and we went to the doggy playground, where there were some nice dogs, and some even nicer people. I think I’ll like it here. Don had dinner made when we got back, salmon, spinach and tortelloni. Makes for great plates. Some blog work, a little TV and off to bed. See ya!