Next Door Neighbors

I was surprised at the big rigs that pulled in yesterday.  There was one from California (the northern end I learned during a conversation) and parked next to them was a Florida rig and right next to me was a motorhome from Nevada.  After dinner George and Bonnie started a bonfire in their fire ring and we were able to sit outside without being attacked by flying and biting things…..it was a real pleasure for a change.

Since they are relatively new to the camping world they were surprised at how long I’ve been on the road. I gave them a brochure for the 14th Annual RV Owners Lifestyle Conference in Kelowna and they promised they would be there next year.  They felt they had a lot to learn.

We talked about my books and I was delighted when they purchased Everyone’s Dream Everyone’s Nightmare.  We told jokes and stories until around 10:00 and both George and I were being attacked again. For some reason or other they seem to leave Bonnie alone.  Perhaps George and I are on blood thinners and the mosquitoes are on a diet…..but who knows.

I was out walking the campground in the morning. Definitely overcast and cool. Bonnie opened the door and asked if I would like some coffee….I always accept my morning brew and when I was about halfway down the cup there was a knock at my door.  Bonnie was standing there with an absolutely GORGEOUS (paper) plate of scrambled eggs with ham.  I didn’t know I was hungry until I started eating and I cannot remember the last time I tasted something so delicious.  Not only was the food great but it might have had something to do with the fact that I didn’t have to cook it.  Even though it was YEARS ago I do remember being served breakfast (and my coffee) in bed.

About 15 minutes later I knocked on their door to check on my dessert…….oh I’m just kidding……I knocked on their door to thank them for a great start to my morning and George asked if I had ever had Dunkin Donuts coffee and he immediately handed me a one-pound bag of Dunkin Donuts Hazelnut coffee.  The only thing that would make the coffee better is if someone brewed it for me EVERY morning. Any takers out there…..I pay slave wages but the benefits are good!

We said our goodbyes.  I wished them safe journey.  Got dressed and came out to the Farmer’s Market in Smithers…..There’s plenty of time to work this afternoon……And I promise I will.

That Morocco Mini Read is not going to write itself.    Joei