We were up a little after 7 a.m. yesterday, which is way too early for any civilized human being living in the Western world but we had places to go and people to see. Very special people, Terry’s dad and mom.
After checking e-mail, deleting the spam and forwards, and replying to those that required a response, we left the campground a little after 9:00. It was about a two hour trip to their place in Mesa and traffic was light, which made for a nice ride.
Terry’s parents greeted us with smiles and hugs. Her dad, Pete, has had some health scares lately and though he’s doing well now, she needed to see him with her own eyes to know that everything’s okay.
Her mom, Bess, was simmering some spaghetti sauce that really smelled good and soon after we arrived she made lunch, which was delicious. I think we all ate way too much, but we couldn’t help ourselves, it was so good.
We had a nice visit, bringing them up to date on our travels over the last four months and catching up on what’s been happening in their lives. They were fulltimers for about twelve years, bouncing between Arizona and Idaho, but these days keep their motorhome on a lot at the Hon-Dah RV Park up in Pinetop and spend their summers there to escape the desert heat, than come back to their home in Mesa for the winter.
As always happens when you are with people you love, the hours slipped by way too fast and before we knew it, it was after 6 p.m. and time to head back uphill to our home on wheels. Since my night vision is very poor Terry drove, and except for a bit of traffic in the Phoenix area and having to stop for a few minutes at a construction zone on Interstate 17, we made good time.
By the time we got home my e-mail had piled up again and it was the usual routine of deleting all of the spam and forwards, answering the rest, and filling a couple of orders for new subscribers to our digital issue.
One e-mail was from a couple who have been Gypsy Journal subscribers for a long time and who have been shopping for a new motorhome. A while back they found the one they wanted and made a deal on it, only to find out that their bank would not finance them because they are fulltimers and don’t have a “real” address. Never mind the fact that they have used the same nationwide bank for over 25 years, financed their home, several cars and their first RV through that bank, had a big chunk of money in CDs and IRAs with them and had an excellent credit rating. Round pegs don’t fit in square holes and the bank wouldn’t even talk to them. I had referred them to Alliant Credit Union, where we have our motorhome and Explorer financed and a high limit credit card, and told them that Alliant is very friendly to fulltimers. They took my advice and said it was a quick and easy transaction and they are now rolling down the highway in their new coach. If you’re RV shopping, contact the good folks at Alliant when it’s time to finance. And no, I don’t get a kickback for recommending them. I just like to spread the word about businesses you can trust.
While I was taking care of the e-mail, Terry made us a light snack and before we knew it it was bedtime. I think today is going to be a lazy day, to make up for the last few, which have been very busy.
Thought For The Day – A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.