We arrived at the inn with about 20 minutes to spare before Old Faithful was scheduled to erupt, so we grabbed sandwiches and drinks at the deli and headed to the outside porch…to sit…and wait…and we visited with our pew partners. Here is OF as seen through the porch structure, amongst all the oohs and aahhhs.
And then back at rest again.
Whew…safely back at the campground. Oh, we get to stay here. The new outhouse and holding tank were delivered on a lowboy late yesterday afternoon, and we were not in their way at all. The guys kept us entertained for about an hour, doing all the offloading, and turning the trailer around by crane. Piece of cake. We entertain so easily.
Hmm, wonder where we’ll go exploring today? Wait and see. The Griswolds are out to have fun! And were just treated to a deer walking through our campground.
Congrats to Mayberry…we are moving up to modern times—the sale of beer and wine was approved last night! Woohoo!!! Now we’ll get the revenue and not just the litter.