Wandering America: Just Doing It, Doing It

Monday, we attended the first of the year’s Gulf Posse chapter meeting at the Original Oyster House. Along with the meeting we have lunch and I must say that the food was mediocre at best. Jim and I ordered a cup of clam chowder and we couldn’t eat it because it was waaaaay tooooo salty. We swapped it out for the gumbo which was alright, however, it was lukewarm instead of being served hot. The dinner itself was nothing to write home about. Both Judy and I felt that they have tumbled downhill since last year. We don’t know if it was new management or what, but it’s not worth the prices they charge for a nice seafood meal. The Original Oyster House doesn’t hold a candle to Big Daddy’s in food, prices, or service.

We’re still working through our “Ta Do List”. The roof of the RV was soooo dirty that it took me three days to get it washed. It looks as if we had parked the rig under some trees and left it there for several years. I had to get down on my hands and knees to scrub it first with a rag and then with a brush. The dirt just rolled off (and down across the sides) as I rinsed it.

While I was dancing on the roof, Miss Judy was inside cleaning, organizing, and sewing – not necessarily in that order. Her goal is to go through all of the closets, cabinets, and storage spaces pulling out what we don’t use and rearranging the rest of our “stuff”. This is almost an annual event as things tend to shift around as we are going down the road.

Wednesday afternoon, while we were sitting in our loungers with one arm as long as the other, Paul and Diane stopped in for a visit. They have been following our website and blog for the past five plus years. It was so nice to meet them and spend some time getting to know a little about them. They left Rainbow Plantation on Thursday morning, but it was a very special surprise. We always enjoy it when people stop by and introduce themselves; we didn’t even think to make a picture of them – shame on us. There are no strangers here, just friends we haven’t met yet. Thanks guys for thinking of us.

Then, Wednesday evening we attended our 242 Home Group get together. This is the first one we’ve attended since we’ve been back. It was nice to see everyone and there are some “new people” in our group this year. It was a great evening of faith, food, fun, and fellowship. Upon returning home we noted that our next door neighbors, Gil and Orma, had returned home.

Thursday morning, after welcoming Gil and Orma back, I climbed up on the roof and finished washing/scrubbing the black sh--, err, stuff off. It only took me about seven hours of “werk” spread over three days to get it clean. Today I’ll start washing the front and starboard side of the coach. Saturday I’ll wash the back and port side. It will still need a nice hand washing before I start waxing, but I have a couple other projects to accomplish before starting that task. Did I tell you how nice it is to be back home?

Here’s our latest Josiah picture. Just like his grandpa; falls asleep while reading a good book Smile .