Most folks would say: Pennsylvania. Well, yeah, but those folks were not driving on the Interstate in Pennsylvania today. I think "Pain in the Ass" highways would be more accurate. Only 170 miles to cover today... it was 11 miles of decent road, 147 miles of nasty, lumpy road, and 12 miles of road construction...
I am kidding, of course: it was only 8 miles of decent road and 15 miles of road construction; I didn't want you to think it was bad. ;-)
Before heading to the Hershey Park Camping Resort (part of Hershey Park), we stopped at Sam's Club... saved about 25¢ per gallon on gas and picked up a few things in the store. We knew we were early for the 3:00 check-in time at the park. It is a warm day today (upper 80s), so we fired up the generator and left the a/c on for Iz while we went into the store.
Then, to the park. It is on... Sweet Street.
Rolling into the park, it is apparent that they know how to move people around (like any good amusement park). We parked in their registration area, and when I went inside, the young lady at the desk asked my name, had a packet ready for us, offered a Hershey Kiss, and asked, "Do you want the balance on the card you gave us?" About 30 seconds later, we were headed for our site...
It is pretty much a gravel parking lot, and the sites are close together. Not as close as the park last night, but not spacious. It is a very nice $35 per night RV park... unfortunately, they charge a bit more than twice that amount. We pulled into our site (pre-selected by us on-line), right across from where the shuttle bus picks up...
One of the perks of staying here in the park is being able to get into the park an hour before the general public, if you plan on doing the amusement park. No, I plan on eating my body weight in chocolate. Over the course of a couple days, not all at one sitting... I'm not a hog.
We pulled into our site and got set up...
Isabella was chomping at the bit to go outside. Again, kidding - we do not use a bit on her (that's horse talk), but she was really anxious to see what this place is all about. We walked about two sites down, when she heard a very scary noise (I think someone put out the steps on their travel trailer) and she freaked. Trying to head her back to the coach, the people in the site two down saw a cat on a leash and said threatening things like: "Oh, what a cute kitty!" and, "Look - she walks on a leash!" Obviously, cat killers.
She handles fear well by moon-walking to the full length of her leash, then hunching up in a ball... much like an armadillo without a shell. That is her proven defensive posture, guaranteed to to frighten off intended attackers.
I got her back to our site, where she pounded on the door and screamed, "Let me in! Let me in! They're trying to kill me!"...
That's OK, it was quite warm out and I was ready for some air conditioning.
We'll gather our info for the park (mostly the "making the chocolate" part) and join the throngs of people here.
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