. After the bike ride, Harmond and Warner played mini-golf with our new friends from Kansas, who then came over to the RV and visited with us until we left, offering popsicles and "pop". The kids happily guzzled down their first Root Beer out of the paper Dora the Explorer cups. With 5 large bags of trash, Meaw and Rebecca went to take the trash to the dumpster happily located (we just learned) on the other side of the campground (note for others: KOA picks up trash daily at each RV pad). Luckily, a man in a golf cart packed with his entire family (golf carts were very popular there - we didn't have one) offered to load the trash on the back next to his kids, and take it to the dumpster for us. Needless to say, we were extremely happy and it renewed our faith in humankind.
The kids were very tired of our long journey to Salina, Kansas today - six-and-a-half hours in the RV, and we only stopped once, at Dairy Queen, and to fill up the gas tank. Rebecca's son, Warner, had the hardest time. For some reason, he didn't fall asleep in the car at all, and he threw several tantrums (of course while Rebecca was driving). By 6pm, all of the kids and adults had had enough, and we arrived at 7:30pm to a sign at the campground that said they delivered pizza (amazingly yummy for a campground - it was our saving grace and arrived within 20 minutes - Hughes Brothers Pizza) while the kids were at the playground
. The pizza boxes had a quote on them that had summed up our trip thusfar, "No task is greater than the Power within you" - I think "Power" was a religious reference, but we have been so proud of the mental marathon we've run, driving so far, and the magical moments and amazing landscape that we have seen driving across the country with our kids. They are moments that we'll never forget. The trip was worth every tantrum (which they would have had at home anyway). We've had a blast together, and passed the time in the RV by singing along to a children's travel cd (Note to others - bring CDs on the trip!). Salina, Kansas was very windy and very warm when we arrived and the campground was right along the highway, certainly not as nice MarVal Camping Resort in Oklahoma. After pizza, we briefly went to the pool, ate some red,white and blue Dairy Queen Stars, and got the kids ready for bed ASAP. We were all done for the day, and tomorrow would be just as long in order to arrive Wednesday night in Denver.
Janelle and Rebecca each slept horribly for some reason, although for Janelle it might have been the sound of raccoons in the trash (thank goodness Ginger didn't sleep outside with her fresh amputation wound). The kids slept until 7:30am, which gave each of the adults some time with a cup of coffee while looking at the beautiful river. Spencer slept blissfully until 8:00a.m. Harmond anxiously awaited 9a.m., when he could rent a low-riding three-wheel bike ("banana bike" as they called it in MarVal). All of the kids painted rocks, which Janelle forgot (oh well). At 9a.m., Rebecca, Warner, and Harmond rented bikes with the girls from Kansas, who led us on the trail, and Molly and Spencer promptly melted down yelling "Warnie, Warnie" and Molly yelling for Meaw with clean streams of tears on their dusty, snotty faces. Meaw also rode off on a bike, but with Taylor happy to be on her lap. Janelle rented mini-golf clubs and balls to sooth the woes of the two bikeless triplets left behind, which kept them occupied for two minutes and then they lost it again once they saw the others on bikes, but could not ride with them