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 April 22, 2024

Suwannee River Rendezvous - site 177

Mayo, Florida

I was telling Dad I really didn't have much to share today, as it was an uneventful travel day on some of the best roads we have experienced this trip. He reminded me of what happened after the doorbell rang last night.  I'm not sure I really want to share that story.  The ending is rather sad.

You see, my good friend Louise, who loves to toss my ball for me, rang our doorbell and handed Dad a plate with a couple of pieces of that cake Dad had enjoyed at the pot luck dinner in Pensacola.  I just thought that was the sweetest thing.  She knew I had burned up quite a few calories and I was sure she was thinking of ME when she delivered that plate.  Dad set it on the counter so I really had to stretch a bit, but I was able to scarf down a piece in the blink of an eye.  This is where the story gets a bit sad.  Dad raised his voice at me and asked, "What do you think you are doing?"  And then he followed that with a few more choice words and a 'you better go lay down!'  Well, there was still a piece left for Dad.  So what's the big deal anyway?  I was willing to share....well, until I tasted that savory cake that was like heaven on my tongue.  But of course I didn't tell him I had plans for the other piece as well, although I'm certain Dad had read my mind.  That's why he got so upset with me. l think Dad was trying to give me indigestion, making me feel guilty.

So this afternoon, at happy hour, Momma's phone rang.  The number was a Mayo, Florida number.  I guess Dad knew there wasn't much going on today to blog about, so he gave me plenty to tell as well as a first hand experience for his sister-in-law, Pam, of what not to do. 

 The gal on the phone told Momma that they had a report from another camper that there was water running under our rig.  Well, it was really running from under our rig, like a rain storm...raining from the belly of the rig.  Momma was in shock!

Now you may be thinking, that's not good.  Then another camper stopped by who said he was a plumber and offered to lend his expertise.  That was when dad had to sadly admit that his expertise wasn't needed today.  If you leave your back flush on and go to happy hour, your toilet will overflow when the tank gets full...and the water will run all over the bathroom floor and down into the return floor vent and where ever else it can find to flow.  Momma wasn't around to remind Dad to turn off the water before he headed over to happy hour as she and Pam had gone to the office to finish checking-in and to pick up their wrist bands.  I was just oblivious to it all as I was napping in my favorite spot.

Fellow RVers are the best.  A camping neighbor showed up with a wet vac that he had borrowed from the staff.  Our neighbor Lew loaned Dad a fan to use in the bay area after all the water had been sopped up. Pam brought over another hairdryer to use.  Needless to say, dinner was a bit late tonight.  

And all this happened just as Momma was about to pull the Fast Track game out of the bag.  So the game was played this evening instead...after Louise and Michele had been to the lodge to play 'Show Me the Money'.  That game began at 6:30 and only lasted about 30 minutes or so with Louise winning $7...but I think she said it cost $10 to play. Not a very profitable night for them.

As it turned out, with all the wet excitement, there are no pictures to share.  But I'm sure you can conjure up a good picture in your mind without having to splash around in the water.

I'm Chloe