Apr. 27
Side note: Lorraine never manages to get around to reading these blogs before I post them. She always says she wants to, but never seems to do it. So I’m trying to think of just the right thing to say about her that will be amusingly embarrassing, but not so embarrassing that she will give me a smack when she finally reads it sometime in July. It should be something that would make her want to smack me, but not so bad that she will actually do it. It’s a very fine line and will take considerable expertise to pull it off. I don’t have to make any decision right away, so I’ll be accepting suggestions from the readers while I continue to think about it.
Today we tried, unsuccessfully, to get into Henderson State Park, which is also in the town of Destin. They were full up, unusual for a weekday. In fact this is the first time we have not been able to get into a state park on this trip, despite never having a reservation. They suggested trying a private place nearby called “Camping on the Gulf.” Gorgeous, with a pool and all the amenities, but $108 a night – just to park your RV! By the way, the spots that were actually on the Gulf beach were an additional $40, and did not permit pets. Logan volunteered to go and stay at the Wal-Mart on his own for a couple of nights if we really wanted the beach camping, but changed his mind when he realized that this would mean that he wouldn’t have air conditioning and dog biscuits on demand. So it is the Wal-Mart for all of us tonight, and then on to the next state park that we want to try tomorrow, near Pensacola.