Lucy and I went for a walk around the park last night. The park was pretty empty when we got here on New Year’s Eve. They’ve been coming in like flys the last couple of days. Where did they come from?
Tim has always accused me of being a voyeuer..don’t think I spelled that right but you know what I mean. I like to walk at night because I can look in the windows and see what’s going on. That’s what I did last night. There are RVs of all type. We have Class A’s…gas (engine’s in the front); diesel (engine’s in the back); there’s Class C’s, B’s, B+, 5th wheels, trailers and a few I don’t recognize. I see some people who are making dinner, watching TV, on the computer, by themselves, talking on the phone, reading or just puttering. I wonder who they are, where did they come from, are they snowbirds just here for the winter or are they fulltimers? Retired? Recovering from health issues? Dealing with health issues and not letting it stop them from travelling? Is this their last hurrah? Will we see any of them at our booth at the FMCA Rally next week? Where will they go from here? What are their stories? Are they famous? In disguise?
We finished our walk and headed back to our motorhome where the blinds are down and drapes pulled…buttoned down tighter than a drum. I know there’s people like me out there. I don’t want them watching while I dance the fandango!
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Like mother, like daughter. I TOTALLY scope out people's interiors at night while walking through my neighborhood.
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