There’s a saying in the RV world that if you don’t like the neighbors, you can just move. So we did!
Actually our neighbors were fine people, they were just parked too close to us. But that wasn’t their fault, the RV sites in some parts of the A section at the Orlando Thousand Trails are just very close together. I mean very close together!
Not all of the sites at the huge membership campground are like these, but it was the luck of the draw when we checked in that these were the only 50 amp sites available.
Other parts of the campground have roomier sites, and when we return we will probably go for one of those even if we have to settle for a 30 amp site. We just don’t like being crammed in that close together.
After getting very little sleep, we were out of bed by 7:30 yesterday morning. Our two weeks at Orlando were up and it was moving day. We only had 45 miles to go to Three Flags RV Resort in Wildwood, so it was an easy moving day.
We left about 9:30 and the trip went smoothly until we stopped at the Pilot truck stop on Interstate 75 at the Wildwood exit to top off our tank. All the truck fuel islands were occupied, but just as we pulled up behind a Family Dollar eighteen wheeler at one of them, he pulled forward and stopped. Good timing, right?
One would think so. But one would be wrong.
The trucker and his partner went inside to pay their bill, as is the custom once they clear the fuel island, and I proceeded to fill our tank. They still weren’t back out when I was finished, but no problem. I got back behind the wheel of the motorhome and waited. And waited. And waited some more.
Meanwhile, because there was another big truck with a flat tire blocking part of the lane to the exit, nobody could get past the truck in front of us. Drivers were getting out, looking around, one checked the cab of the truck to see if anybody was there, and people were getting frustrated.
I went inside and asked at the fuel desk if anybody knew who belonged to the truck and they paged the driver twice. I went back out to the motorhome and it was several minutes longer before the driver and his partner finally came wandering out with cartons of food in their hands and got in their truck and took off. We sat still and let the backup of professional drivers get out of the place and back on the highway before we pulled out.
From there, it was only a mile or so to Three Flags, where we had an easy check in from the friendly lady at the desk and were assigned a nice roomy pull-through 50 amp full hookup site with a good view of the sky for our rooftop satellite dish.
And even better, we’ve got a fast Verizon signal even on our old 3G air card. At Orlando, even the 4G signal from my phone hotspot was slower than sludge. There are just too many people using the bandwidth there.
We will be here for two weeks, then we go back to Orlando for two more weeks. Hopefully, by then some of the snowbirds will be starting their trek northward and things won’t be quite as hectic there.
If you’re looking for a feel-good contemporary novel to read, Triangle of Hope by my friend Mike Meyer is on sale for only 99 cents through Sunday. Mike is a good writer and I know you’ll enjoy it.
And if your taste leans toward action adventure, you can get a free copy of Fallen Out, the first book in Wayne Stinnett’s Jesse McDermitt Caribbean Adventure Series today and Thursday. I’ve read every book in the series and really enjoy them.
Thought For The Day – There are seven days in a week, and “someday” is not one of them.