Riding around in an RV is hard work evidently. I was amusing myself taking pics of Herman and Sandy as they napped. I have to do something to keep myself from joining them! Falling asleep while driving … now, that wouldn’t be good.
The Grand Crayon (that’s what Sandy calls it) is pretty neat for about 5 minutes and then you realize that no matter where you view it from, you’re basically going to see the same thing… a pretty grand hole in the earth. They force you to buy a $25 pass that’s good for a week. I really can’t imagine staying here a week. We stayed one night and decided that was enough. Plus, it is COLD here! It got down to 21 degrees last night.
There were lots of RVs and people even though we visited on Christmas day. Mostly Asians and Indians because they generally don’t celebrate Christmas. I can’t imagine visiting this place on a regular day! We found a place to dump the tanks and get fresh water for showering and drinking. They also had a shower for $2 / 8 minutes. We all took advantage of that since showering in the RV is a bit of a pain in the ass.
The 24.5 foot RV is smallish inside but it’s livable. Herman sleeps on the dinette, Sandy takes the futon/couch…
…and I sleep up in the over-cab bunk with my treasure that I bought at a pawn shop in Vegas. It’s a 6 foot long, lighted Budweiser sign from 1968. They’re pretty rare and fairly valuable. It was marked for $599 (which was a steal) but I got them down to $500 (cash out the door). The manager was holding out for $500 + $40 tax but when I set the $500 cash in his hand and told him “this was it”… he couldn’t resist. I put it on ebay and expect to make a tidy profit when it sells in 7 days. Gas money!
A random pic from where we slept on Christmas eve.
Tigger says… “Bring back my treats!”