The Lord of the Flies

Trip Start Jun 26, 2008
Trip End Jul 11, 2008

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Douglas KOA

Flag of United States  , Wyoming
Friday, July 4, 2008

The morning was very stressful leaving Janelle and Michael's. The movers showed up at 7:30am and we were still cleaning things out of the RV, and it still smelled horrible from "the melon incident".

With hugs and tears, I said goodbye to Janelle and we hit the road to visit my friend Jeanne in Parker, CO before heading north to Wyoming. I called Jeanne about a mile from her house and we arranged for me to drop off Bret and the kids at a park along the way before I visited her. "Do you need juice boxes and snacks?" she asked. "Oh no," I replied. "We have all of that in the RV." "You're driving an RV?!" she asked. "Go mama." The visit was wonderful, and on the way to pick up Bret and the kids, I even had to do a three point turn by myself after a thru-street was closed. It was a good moment.

It seemed like it took about an hour-and-a-half to get out of the Denver area, and unfortunately, the Rocky Mountains were covered by clouds. Oh well. We'll be back again I'm sure.

The RV seemed like a palace with just four of us. "A suite at Motel 8," according to Bret. Harmond mentioned that he missed the triplets a few times, and after two hours in the car, Bret offered, "I just want to go home. I don't like this." "What don't you like about it?" I said. "It's the driving," replied Bret. Not a minor detail. We still had 8 more days to go. We stopped at a rest stop past Cheyenne, and after a few handstands and races with the kids, we were back on the road. For the first time in week, the kids didn't want movies on all day and were looking out the window, talking to us, coloring, and resting. After the stress of getting past Denver, we were spending time together as a family.

We arrived in Douglas, Wyoming around 4:00pm. Bret took the kids to the playground and the pool while I did five loads of laundry. "Someone touched my laundry" I told Bret later when I must have missed the end of the wash cycle and I found it on a table. We went to the Ute (I didn't know what that was, but they kept saying it) for the Douglas KOA ice cream social (50 cents a scoop). There really wasn't anything social about it, although the activity director was nice. My son, Warner, kept accidentally dripping his ice cream from his spoon onto his shirt and new bathing suit, and then proceeded to spill half of the popcorn that the nice lady gave to them. I had to run to laundry duty and left Bret to finish up with the boys. After I folded was must have been 50 pieces of laundry I called Bret on my cell phone to hold the door open for me so I could deliver the three enormous piles separately.

It was 6:30pm and we were all hungry. We didn't make a supply run to Walmart beforehand and we were scavenging through the RV pantry to see what we had tucked away for such an event. I did manage to stock up on drinks 15 minutes before Target closed the night before, and Bret and I were looking forward to a cold beer with our surprise dinner and the kids had plenty of juice boxes. "How about Indian?" I said. "Hmmm. Actually sounds pretty good!" Bret replied. The ready-to-eat boxes of chickpeas and spinach with a starch of couscous (didn't have rice) sounded great. And, it was wonderful. We always prefer fresh Indian take out at home and never eat the ready-to-eat stuff, but for an RV dinner, it was delicious. "Quite possibly the only Indian dinner being had tonight in the whole state of Wyoming," Bret said. "Maybe," I replied.

As I was preparing the food in the RV, I told Bret that his job was to kill all of the flies before dinner. He ran to the campground office and purchased a KOA flyswatter (he had also just been there two other times for a bottle opener and a movie rental for the kids), and he did a fabulous job. 10 flies later, we were done and at peace again with a clean RV.

The kids watched a movie in the evening, and Bret and I talked and laughed and reviewed the route for the next day to Mt. Rushmore and the Badlands for the Fourth of July. The kids asked for a book before bed, and when reviewing about 10 selections, really wanted "Olivia Forms A Band," which I bought a year ago at the Kennedy Center bookshop, and that they adore. It is so funny, we giggle belly laughs, and they begged me to read it again, which I did. I kissed them goodnight, and loved the peacefulness of the RV as I prepared the coffee timer for the following morning. After everyone was asleep, I stepped outside into the cool Wyoming air and saw the most beautiful night sky I had ever seen. It was a good day.
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