Going for a walk...

It would be easy to just sit inside.

It was a tough morning.  Joan cleaned and packed up Izzy's stuff... and there is a lot of Izzy's stuff.  We don't travel light, and we never expected Iz to.  Each item brought waves of memories.  It wasn't an easy time.

We cleaned ourselves up and went out for breakfast at one of my favorite places: Waffle House.  Proud to say that I introduced Joan to Waffle House many years ago, and she is onboard.  If you are from up north, you may think Waffle House is a cheesy diner.  While you can certainly get cheese (among other toppings) on your hashbrowns, it is a southern staple.  Some people think the Mason-Dixon line divides the north from the south... I've been more inclined to think it is the Waffle House-IHOP line that indicates the south from the north.

We came back to the coach to find a place to be until our "official reservations" start February 1st.  I truly thought the place we are staying would have plenty of sites open for a week at the end of January (they always have).  Nope.  This is the same place that has been a pain in the ass to deal with for most of the last decade (it is a 55+ park), generally because of our cargo trailer (which they only started allowing last year) and occasionally with the "we don't have anything available" bit when there are plenty of sites open.  Joan and I have both said that we don't like to give them our business, but they are the park that is closest to Steph and Dan.  So, we grit our teeth and just do it.  Most of the time.

January is typically not as busy as February and March in the Phoenix area for those needing an RV site; spring training brings a lot of RVing folks in; in late February and March.  We called the next two closest parks and got the same "We are full" response.  Maybe it really is that busy?

We found a site for the week at our favorite park there - unfortunately not close and convenient to Steph's.  We'll make the drive for a week.

With a place to stay, we were able to get on with our day: the car was in dire need of a bath after being towed behind the coach.  Joan needed to pick up a few things.  We did our running, then back to the coach again.

Joan asked me, "Would you like to go for a walk?"  Walking is what Izzy and I did, at her stop and smell the roses (and the rocks and the trees and every blade of grass) pace.  Not what you would call an aerobic exercise.  But, I think Joan knew I needed the diversion.

"Yes, I would."  So, Joan took me for a walk.  No, she didn't put a leash on me.  We looked at the many RVs in the park as we walked up and down a few of the streets.  Past the swimming pool... it was a sweater or light jacket kinda day in Tucson thanks to the cool breeze, but there were a few people in the pool.

For the record, this park in Tucson is very full, too.  And, not inexpensive.

This is the start of some changes of routine.  We'll help each other as we go.