Next we used one the of the coupons from the RV dealer to visit a campground about an hour away. The Westward Ho Nascar RV park near Eden, WI had activities galore almost on the hour and a movie every night. Plus, they had 2 nice sized swimming pools. Little Nascar flags draped the doorways and there were Nascar chachkis everywhere. There were RV trailers that never moved and were basically used as summer homes. Each little cluster of trailers constituted a neighborhood. According to the owner of the park, each community has its own personality and flavor.
My question was why Nascar? Is there some relationship between Nascar and RV camping that I should know about? I don't get it.
When we checked in at night I noticed a coffee pot near the front desk. So in the morning when I was dying for my morning cup, I walked over to the office and helped myself to one and then moved inside the little store next door to pick up a milk carton for Stafford. At the counter, the lady charged me a dollar more than the milk price tag stated. Oopsie. Coffee was not free.
Then still hungry for breakfast, as we'd packed no food for this one-night stay, I walked over to the food shack. I asked the girl about the kind of cheese they used on the omelet, and she said, "Well, it's kind of already made. We just microwave it." When I asked her if it was any good she replied, "Well, I'm not saying don't get it, but it's kind of not great." At that point I would have eaten my shoe, so I ordered a rubbery facsimile of an omelet.
Ok, so now about the dogs. We tried the same routine, walk them to get them tired and relaxed, then sit for a bit, talk quietly, move slowly. Hopefully they wouldn't notice us slithering slowly out the door. BARK! BARK! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING! WE KNOW YOU LEFT US! YOU ROTTEN NO-GOOD HUMANS, ABANDONING US! WE KNEW YOU'D DO THIS TO US SOMEDAY!! Ok, so that last few parts are my projecting my own feelings, but needless to say, they were not fooled.
We sat outside the trailer, peeking in the windows and reassuring them, saying that we had not left them and really had no intention of ever doing such a thing. We probably looked very strange to anyone watching, walking around our trailer periodically saying sternly to the walls, "Quiet Yuki. No no Cloud. Finny, that's enough."
They were adjusting a little more to the RV. We were able to leave them for about 10 minutes. Progress!
Then still hungry for breakfast, as we'd packed no food for this one-night stay, I walked over to the food shack. I asked the girl about the kind of cheese they used on the omelet, and she said, "Well, it's kind of already made. We just microwave it." When I asked her if it was any good she replied, "Well, I'm not saying don't get it, but it's kind of not great." At that point I would have eaten my shoe, so I ordered a rubbery facsimile of an omelet.
Ok, so now about the dogs. We tried the same routine, walk them to get them tired and relaxed, then sit for a bit, talk quietly, move slowly. Hopefully they wouldn't notice us slithering slowly out the door. BARK! BARK! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING! WE KNOW YOU LEFT US! YOU ROTTEN NO-GOOD HUMANS, ABANDONING US! WE KNEW YOU'D DO THIS TO US SOMEDAY!! Ok, so that last few parts are my projecting my own feelings, but needless to say, they were not fooled.
We sat outside the trailer, peeking in the windows and reassuring them, saying that we had not left them and really had no intention of ever doing such a thing. We probably looked very strange to anyone watching, walking around our trailer periodically saying sternly to the walls, "Quiet Yuki. No no Cloud. Finny, that's enough."
They were adjusting a little more to the RV. We were able to leave them for about 10 minutes. Progress!
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