We’re here! We’re here! We pulled in last night at about 5:30 – or 5:30 to us, at any rate. It turned out that our clocks were an hour behind, but we’ve rectified that now. Unfortunately, our timing was bad in more ways than one. Yesterday morning the park was not full. The space right behind Roger and Chantal was available. Then, at 4:30 in the afternoon, a caravan of 17 rvs pulled in for a three-day visit. So we’ve become street people for the next couple of days. There are hookups along the sides of the road (inside the park), so we will be quite comfortable here while we wait for our space. We just can’t put the awning out yet.
We can, however – and have – bought a kilo of beautiful prawns from the vendor who comes to the park. We can do our laundry, when I finally get around to it. We have gone to the park next door, where the Friday library is open. I managed to snag a copy of “Kite Runner”, which I had intended to buy on the way down.
Last night’s supper was no problem. Chantal had tamales and rice and salad all ready, in anticipation of our arrival. What would Rachael Ray say? Yummmmm. We’re going to go out to lunch at JJ’s later (a new discovery by Roger and Chantal)and some time today I really must walk up to Tony's market and stock up on fruit and vegetables.
Somebody has been slurping up the internet connection so nobody else is able to get on. Joe is going to come around to each rv and personally put in the code so that nobody else actually knows it. In the meantime, we will be a little incommunicado, but we are okay. We are here. Sigh.