Oh, the little campground...

We are in our campground close to Seattle, WA…again, another beautiful day.   I am intrigued by the different camping facilities.  There are those campgrounds that seem to cater to wealthier full-timers and others that seem to be home to full-timers with less money.  Okay, maybe this is not an insightful note, nor will this next one be, but the people in each are dramatically different.

In our last RV park (home to campers with less in the bank) people talked to one another.  The owner came by our van and yakked through the window—welcoming us and talking about issues with the internet service.  Shortly thereafter, another “neighbor” dropped by to return Matt’s high school ring (Matt had left it in the bathroom).  Another invited us over for coffee “anytime”.  One family invited Matt to play with their dogs; they didn’t have to ask him twice!  SMILES. 

So far, given the same amount of time and a similar number of “people out and about”, we have spoken with no one at this obviously more affluent campground.  (The cost to stay here is about four times that of the other campground.)  That being said, we will enjoy wandering the grounds and gawking at the huge and beautiful RV/homes.  The yurt in the next lane over is worth stalking…Do you think the owners will let us see inside?  You never know, maybe all of this “judgment” is full of poo.  But right now, I miss our little RV park in Sunnyside, WA.  I wonder if Marty’s wife is feeling better today?  AND I know that Matthew misses Moose—the little toy poodle.

I will be excited to get into some more traveler/hiker campgrounds—state and national parks, and national forests. Those are different too.  The one northwest of Boulder was great—no people to talk with (other than our friend, Parvati), but the commune with nature—AWESOME!

A Little Later...

Okay, spoke with a dynamic couple.  They too are "over-nighters" (such fun having new labels!) Discussed how to get into Seattle, to look around, without driving"the rigs" or getting stuck in traffic...Decided to take a bus. 

Okay, but at least ours is "cute".

Where in the world is Matthew Trucano?

Answer--in the Seattle,WA RV park--didn't say it wasn't gorgeous!

Earlier while driving across WA...

Seriously, I give up!  Matthew and I have a game.  Instead of “slug bug” we “hit for Hummers”.  He has beaten me EVERYDAY since the trip started.  That boy has an eye for Hummers!  He wants me to call him “Hawkeye”, but I think it will just encourage him.  Who wants that?!  SMILES.






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