No games..nothing planned..Today is supposed to be "my day"...I did not ask for it ..I am trying to look at it as a gift...Because there was no where we HAD to be we had a late morning...bacon, eggs, grits and orange juice or mountain dew...Now on to dumping...







1.  In the appointment book for pumping if there is a squiggle line means crew took that day off.  Squiggle line down today..2nd day..no pumping!
2.  Let's do this! Now need to drive 100 yard over to the dump site...BUT..this means unplugging, unhosing ,pushing buttons to bring in sides and holding on to anything that moves!
3.  Over to the site in 45 seconds (or less)..3rd in line.
4.  Rv's come in all sizes ..The bigger the rig the bigger the dump..Two pretty big rigs in front of us.
5.  Our turn...Put a hose in a hole less than 15 minutes back in parking space.
On the New York..Ground Zero..at St. Paul's Cathedral.  That church in the middle of all that chaos was never damaged in any way..It served as a rescue center and is so very beautiful..With many many visitors and all the horror of that time..it resonates an indescribable peace.  I could have stayed and prayed forever.

Walking..Walking..Walking..and we're home.
Good night...the rving flamingo