June 20, 2014
We are so excited to finally be picking up our 5th
wheel. We went and got our temporary license
and found a place to park it. We unload
all the bins and I am putting things away while George is figuring out the
outside. He has to charge the battery
and get things figured out. One of the
guys, Kevin, is actually from Kansas and helped us out quite a bit. George backed in and hooked onto the hitch
without a hitch (pun intended) but that’s where our day went south. Kevin assured us everything would be fine and
they would get it figured out. I have
learned that when George says, “Everything is fine or it’ll be fine.” That actually means, nobody died or will die. So whenever things go wrong or George forgets
something or fails to prepare for situations and we live through it, his
response is, “see, I told you everything would be fine.”
Well, as it turned out, our day wasn’t fine. We are going to have to spend the night in
their parking lot. So we had to cancel our
reservation for the RV Park. The repair
shop hooked us up to electricity and water.
So here we are surrounded by mountains on a Friday night in an RV repair
shop parking lot.
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