Tripping Again I

First, I have to say that we are not really planning to stop traveling in our RV. We just want to buy a house in the west Georgia area while the prices are good. You can get a pretty good little house for around $35,000-$45,000. We don’t want to let bargains like that pass us by, because we will have to stop traveling someday. Don’t want to wait until the last minute. So for those of you who commented or emailed me, no, we aren’t coming out of the RV just yet, just getting a house to own us again.

We slept late today, and I woke up tired. I know it was because I didn’t sleep well. There are lots of reasons for that:

1. Because we went to a party at the lodge last night, and when we were walking from the parking lot to the sidewalk in the dark, Fabgrandpa fell over a very large rock (like a boulder amost) that is part of the barrier between the parking lot and the yard of the Vistor Center. I mean, he walked right into the rock and fell like a timber, catching himself with his arm. I was glad that he didn’t fall on his face, because that could have been really bad because it was concrete he fell on. I was also glad he didn’t break his arm, because it was 85 miles to the closest doctor in Kanab. So I was worried that he was going to be too sore to leave today.

2. Because my foot was hurting and I had already taken my medication that the doctor prescribed for it. No matter which way I tossed and turned, it just throbbed.

3. Because the people in the house across the street from us left their porch light on, and the light from it was like a laser beam coming through our bedroom window. I tried hanging a towel over the window but it didn’t keep all the light out.

4. Fabgrandpa was having some intestinal issues, and and when I say intestinal issues, it was, well, to put it as delicately as I can, he was passing gas all night long. These “bubbles” were quite noisy and smelly, and while I don’t want to be disrespectful of him, I tell you about it because it was part of why I wasn’t sleeping well last night. Let’s just say that for a man who equates farting with manlyness, he was QUITE manly last night.

So, for all those reasons and more, I woke up tired and grumpy. But then the manly man brought me my coffee.

We finally got everything packed up and hitched up and on the road by 10:00 a.m. Here is a the first RV Minute of this trip, the first half mile or so leaving the North Rim (turn the sound down or it will bust your eardrums, and please disregard the dirty windshield):

It was a rather uneventful trip, except that we passed a truck pulling a 5th wheel trailer going the other way who had a flat tire on his trailer, and obviously didn’t know it. He was traveling fast, and the tire was smoking, like it was ready to catch the trailer on fire. And then a few minutes later, we passed a tractor-trailor going the same way we were going who had a flat tire on his trailer, too. I wanted Fabgrandpa to stop and check our tires just for good measure but he just said I was being paranoid. Well, yeah! because the last two times we have traveled we  had flat tires.

We arrived at the KOA in Flagstaff about 3:45 p.m.  After we took the trailer off the hitch, it moved! I mean, we were both standing in front of this 12,000 pound trailer jacking up the electric jack when the dang trailer started rolling! It only moved about an inch, but I am here to tell you I about pooped my pants! This has never happened to us in the more than 11 years we have been traveling by RV. Thank GOD he had put the chock in between the wheels before we started unhitching.

After we got over our fright and finished setting the trailer up, we took off for Picazzo’s Pizza, our favorite place to eat in Flagstaff. We shared a Caprese Salad Plate, which was two salad “kabobs” made up of cherry tomatoes, fresh mozzarella balls, and basil leaves. They served it with some Fig Balsamic Vinegar that was soooo good. I am definitely looking for some of that next time I am near a gourmet store.  I got a gluten free puttanesca pizza–it had artichoke hearts, kalamla olives, tomatoes, and feta cheese with a garlic and basil sauce. He had the Vortex, a meat and pepper concoction that looks delicious but it had a regular wheat crust so I don’t know.

That’s the day, for today. Tomorrow we’ll be on I-40 headed for Grants, New Mexico.