Tripping Again III

(Photos wouldn’t load due to very very slow internet at the campground tonight. I’ll add them in later when I get better internet service.)

We spent the night at Lavaland RV Park in Grants, New Mexico.  The place is ancient, and looks like little more than a dump, but for $19 (discounted to $17 because I looked like a senior) we got a full hook up mostly level site that was long enough that we didn’t have to unhook the trailer. Not bad, and just as much noise from the highway as we would have gotten at the KOA for $39. That thing-a-majig that beeped me awake yesterday morning went off again today. I HOPE I have the alarm turned off permanently now.

We got on the road around 9:00 a.m., and missed the last place for breakfast before Albuquerque because we didn’t know it was the last place. We decided to stop at the 66 West Casino on the west side of ABQ around 11:00.  We signed up for a players card, and they gave us $5.00 each to play on the slots, $10 each in free fuel, and a lunch buffet for $5.00.

Not a bad deal. Except that somewhere along the line I left my two month old $1003.52 partial plate wrapped in a napkin on the table and walked away. I could just kick myself! I called around dinner time from Tucumcari when I realized I didn’t have it, but they did not have it. Thank goodness I still have the old one–it is broken but I can still use it until I can get another one made in Georgia.

In Tucumcari, we stopped at the Flying J to fuel up, and Fabgrandpa wanted to weight the rig. He still says I have about 5,000 pounds of fabric in the trailer, but seriously? I don’t. I think it’s only about 4,500 pounds. So, I have to go inside to pay for the weighing, while he drove around to the scales. Once you get over to the scales, there are supposed to be lights, like when  you to a carwash, to let you know when to pull onto the scales, and when to stop.

FabGrandpa picked up the telephone receiver at the entrance to the scales, and it made the phone ring at the counter. The cashier picked it up and asked him what company he was with. He replied “I have an RV.” She didn’t tell him the lights weren’t working, and didn’t say anything about waiting until she told him to move forward. He hung up and pulled forward. She turned around to her co-worker and said “What a rude man” in a loud voice, while I was standing there. I told her “That’s my husband you’re talking about. He doesn’t HAVE a company, he is in an RV.”

She didn’t even apologize, she just said again, “Well, he was rude.” I said, “No, he wasn’t rude. You didn’t tell him what to do.” She never got what I was saying. I had to go out there and tell him to do it again, and I called him on his phone while he was on the phone with the cashier, as I was standing right there, asking HER what HE was supposed to do, and told him what to do and when to pull forward because she was too dumb to tell HIM on the phone there. Finally got weighed, but sheesh! I remember last time we took this trip I was fed up with Flying J then.

So, I had an RV Minute ready, and a couple of photos too, that were supposed to go in this post, but the internet here at the campground is very slow. I’ll come back when I get better internet and add them. Dang it.

We are spending the night at Mountain Rd RV Park in Tucumcari. Nice long level sites, nice looking area, less than 1/4 miles from Flying J. Price was $28.30. They offer discounts for Good Sam and AARP, but we aren’t members of either one. Still, a better price than KOA.