The wind was blowing terribly all night Thursday, and by Friday morning it was really rocking our motorhome. But that didn’t stop the campground host from rapping on our door bright and early to tell us that we had to leave because the campground was completely rented. I looked around, saw the same empty spaces we’ve seen all week long, and asked him if he really expected us to go out in that kind of weather when there was nobody there that needed our RV site. He told me he was just doing what the Lodge manager told him to do. It wasn’t his decision to make.
Terry started to get the motorhome ready for travel, but the more I thought about it, the angrier I got. So I went up to the Lodge and told the first person I saw just how crappy I felt they were treating a fellow Elk. I also told him that in all the years I ran the local newspaper, I gave this lodge a lot of free publicity, and they even gave me awards for all I had done for them. What a nice way to treat a fellow, right?
Well, one thing led to another, and guess what? Suddenly the large group from California that was supposed to be here for the entire summer wasn’t coming after all, and we can stay as long as we want. The manager was busy blaming everything on the campground host, who in turn was shifting the blame right back to the manager. Nothing like being a grown up and taking responsibility for your own actions, is there?
At any rate, we’re okay to sit right where we’re at until this terrible wind finally dies down, if it ever does. So I guess all’s well that ends well, but this kind of bullcrap really ticks me off. Oh, and by the way, by the end of the day yesterday, we had seven RVs here, including the host’s rig. There were also a couple of tents occupying one site. So, like it’s been all week long, the place is more empty than full.
We took advantage of the nasty weather to stay cooped up inside all day long. I was working on my new Big Lake book, and knocked out several thousand words by the time I finally stopped, a little before midnight. Miss Terry had a lot of chores she wanted to get done, including some bookkeeping, some laundry, and some crocheting. We took a break for a couple of hours to meet my daughter Tiffany and her family for dinner, and then it was back to the motorhome and back to work.
More strong winds are predicted for today, and I don’t know what impact they are going to have on Show Low’s Memorial Day parade, festival, and car show. I want to get some more writing done early in the day, and then we may decide to brave the elements and go downtown and see what’s happening. Or, we may just stay snuggled up right here at home all day long.
Thought For The Day – You’re only as old as you remember you are.