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Yesterday we drove from Las Vegas, Nevada, to Redland, California, to get more work done on our new RV and my mind went wandering along the signs again. Here for your enjoyment is what I saw.

“Watch downhill speed.” Why? How fast can a hill go down?

There was a loveseat recliner sitting on the shoulder. Does that make it a roadside rest area?

We went through Primm again, going the other directions this time–from Nevada back to California. A big billboard suggested we “Get even before leavin'” But, we’re only down $2 so we aren’t likely to get closer to even than that.

“Autos towing trailers / Trucks/ 55 mph” We’re not either. We’re a motorhome towing a car. Next sign said “All vehicles / 55mph / when towing.” Think they read my mind?

A billboard advertising Calico Ghost Town listed three current restaurants plus campgrounds. What do you suppose ghosts eat and what type of campers do they use?

McDonald’s is advertising Mini Meals. They look like kids’ Happy Meals except without the toy. If I’m going to eat a Happy Meal, I want the toy!

“Outlet Center Drive / Right Lane Only.” immediately followed by “Right Lane / Only Slow Vehicles.” So no hurrying to the outlet mall.

In Victorville, California, there’s a Dale Evans Parkway and a Roy Rogers Drive. Everyone knows those two were married to one another way back when I was a kid. So why wasn’t her name Dale Rodgers? I know not all women take their husbands names now but way back then?

That’s enough of that! For now, anyway.

TTYL,

Linda

We are in Las Vegas to have some work done at a Freightliner dealer on the chassis of our RV. Freightliner assured us they had a place for us to park overnight at their facility. And they do. But, we would be the only RV parked in an industrial area which didn’t feel safe to us. The guy there told Dave other customers had parked at a nearby casino.

So we called The Cannery, the closest casino to Freightliner, and asked if they allow overnight RV parking there. They said, yes.

So, we drove to the casino, parked in their oversized vehicle lot, put down our levelers and ran out the one slide we need to get to the bed. Then we went into the casino and talked to security. The guy at the security desk turned his camera around until he found our RV and said we’d be fine there as long as we didn’t set out chairs or a BBQ and he’d tell the patrols not to bother us. So we put some money in their machines, ate in their restaurant, and retired to the RV for the night.

About 10 p.m. the security patrol came banging on our door. He said we couldn’t stay there. We assured him we’d received permission by phone before we came and we’d checked in with the security desk and been told we were fine. He didn’t like it. He said we’d have to pull in our slide so it wouldn’t look like we were camping there. We told him the desk guy had checked us out and said we were fine.

So, we stayed the rest of the night but don’t try this at home. And don’t believe everything you are told.

TTYL,

Linda

By the way, we were not the only RV in the lot that night.

I don’t like to make people jump through hoops to comment on my writings. But over the last few days, hundreds of ads got posted in the comment sections on many day’s of my blogs and each of those ads got sent to me by email since I have all comments forwarded to me. It’s a nuisance. I have deleted all the spam comments for now but in the next few days Dave will make time to add one of those funny word boxes to my comment section so the spamming will stop. I’m terrible sorry for the inconvenience to my readers caused by adding this “feature” which I hate doing because it often doesn’t work well for me when I comment on other people’s blogs. If you have trouble with it, please, do your best to let me know.

TTYL,

Linda

…in Arizona!

We all know the song, “London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down…” So London had to decide what to do about their falling bridge. It would be expensive to fix it. So they sold it. To Mr. McCulloch who had each piece of the bridge numbered as it was dismantled then shipped to Lake Havasu City, Arizona.

There he had a concrete bridge built that exactly matched the dimensions of the famous bridge. Then each piece of the original bridge was placed on the exterior of his concrete bridge. So it looks just like it did when it crossed the Thames River. Now it crossed–the desert? Not a problem for the guy who, apparently, had lots of money to spend fulfilling his fantasy. Because once the bridge was rebuilt, he had a channel dredged under it so it would, once again, cross water. Clever guy. Rather than try to find water of the right dimensions, he built the bridge then made the water fit it.

Even after all that, tourists are often disappointed when they see it. They expect to see Tower Bridge which is still in London, England. But you can see bits of Englad if you go to London Bridge in Lake Havasu City, Arizona. Surrounding the welcome center there are fountains, postal boxes, and telephone booths also representing London.

And pubs where you can eat. Which we didn’t do. We’ve been to London. Except for fish and chips there’s really not much to like about English food.

Anyway, here’s the new/old London Bridge.

TTYL,

Linda

You all know by now that we belong to an RV club called Escapees. Through them we have several types of campgrounds available to us. The first category is the Escapee Parks where members can camp at very affordable prices with a first in-first out policy. The second is the Escapee Co-ops where the co-op members own the right to camp on their own lots but they can rent them to the rest of us when they are not using them. The third type is regular campgrounds owned by other people who offer discounts to Escapees.

The Kofa Ko-op is near Yuma, Arizona, so it is pretty much full all winter of co-op members. But there are about a dozen sites where Escapee members can park overnight with no hookups.

Because they have so little space for non-members they got a reputation for being not friendly. That wasn’t helped by hiring a park manager who had no patience so she would be rude to people who stopped there expecting to get a cheap place to camp. Their reputation finally got so bad they had to do something about it. So they fired their office manager and started a Welcome Wagon.

We had only been there long enough to level the RV and open the slides when the Welcome Wagon Lady came calling. She gave us a welcome packet and offered to answer any questions we had. We couldn’t think of any questions so she was soon on her way.

But in the packet she left behind was a zip-top bag labeled “Your KOFA KO-OP Friendship Bag… a few reminders of our new friendship.” It contains several items with explanations of them that I want to share with you.

Lifesaver–To remind you that every now and then we all need a little help.

Rubber Band–To remind you to be flexible.

Candy Kiss and Hug–Because we all need a hug and kiss now and again.

Paper Clip–To help you keep it together.

Candle–To remind you to share the light.

Marble–To keep you rolling. Or in case you loose one.

Happy Face–Because smiling is contagious. Pass it on!!

Band-Aid–To help patch a hurt–your own or someone else’s.

Eraser–To remind you that you can start every day with a clean slate.

Hug Koupons–to share a hug, anytime. [Reedemable by any participating human.]

I think we all need some of those things sometimes, don’t you?

TTYL,

Linda