Today we start the last leg of our Amazon Adventure at the Amazon Fulfillment and Spa Center. Four more days and it’s “On the road again”. After 40 more hours of tummy tucks, step aerobics, Zumba, and yoga and we’ll be “fit as a fiddle!” Well, maybe a little out of tune fiddle, but a fiddle none the less. This as been an adventure that, in about ten years from now, we’ll be able to laugh about (that’s how long it will take for our bodies to stop hurting).
We’ve been asked if we’d do it again. Judy, without hesitation or reservation, says emphatically – NO!!! I still say that if we had a serious need, then maybe. It is a fast way to make some good money. However, we’re hoping that we don’t spend all that good money on doctors trying to recuperate from the experience.
I’ve done harder w*rk in my life, it’s just that it was when I wore a younger man’s clothes. There was the summer job at Ralston-Purina where I unloaded 800 one hundred pound bags of grain a day off of box cars and stacked them in the warehouse. By the end of the summer I could carry two of them 100 pound grain bags (yes, with grain still in them) on my the shoulders of my 135 pound body – it was all in the balance. But, today I’m tired of looking at my underside while counting “stuff” from the “A” bins.
I don’t know when it started happening, but while I was sitting on the floor counting items I realized that I was scratching behind my ear with my right foot. Hopefully, I won’t find myself sitting in the middle of the road, licking myself, and get hit by a car. Or waiting behind a bush for the Mailman to come. Or chasing cars down East Traveler Street. Yep, it’s a dawg’s life alright. “Do we have any more milk bones?”
All in all, it hasn’t been a bad experience, but it’s hasn’t been a good one either. The best part, as always, is the people you meet and the friends you make. We’ve enjoyed the time we’ve spent with Thurman and Phyllis Moore and have been truly blessed in meeting Scott and Valerie Anderson and Jeff and Marsha Anderson (Scott and Jeff are brothers). What great people and we hope to see all of them again somewhere down the road. Jeff and Marsha will be w*rkamping at Mackinaw Mill Creek in Michigan, a campground just down the road from where we will be. So we’ll be sure to spend some time with them this coming summer.
Along the way, we got to meet Al and Karen Phillips who had contacted us before we even arrived at Green River Lake State Park. They are a young couple from Long Island and are w*rkamping the their way around this great country of ours with their two dawgs. We hope to meet up with them again and be able to get to know them better.
We finally got to meet Billy and Brenda Mims on Wednesday. Sure wished we could have gotten our schedules together so we could have spent more time with them. They are wonderful people and we just know that it would be a blast to “hang out” with them. Being from Alabama, it’s a good possibility that our paths will cross again – we sure hope so.
It’s time to count the bins, so -
Take Care Until Next Time - - - - - - -