Thanks for asking. Life is different in the motorhome - compact living, for sure. The sounds are different from being in a nice quiet house. We went to bed an hour earlier than usual. The bed is different from the Select Comfort (Sleep Number) bed in the house; Winnebago has their version of a Tempurpedic mattress that I find comfortable... but different. The bed in the house tells me each morning how I slept, with a "rating" and logs any bed exits or restlessness. It is a "smart bed," and reconforms to my body when I turn over. The bed in the coach is dumb - it doesn't tell me anything. ;-)
That said, I feel like I slept pretty good. Before 5:00 this morning, the alarm went off. Not our alarm - the manager of the park apparently has a rooster (we read about that in the reviews). I chuckled a bit when I first heard it, then turned back over for a few more minutes... no snooze button on a rooster, though.
We made reservations for what we expect to be a nicer RV park tonight (gets excellent reviews). About 5 hours driving time from here, so we're not in a hurry to get down the road. Murphy got breakfast, Joan made us a light breakfast; we'll do our morning routine, then head on down the road. We "lose" an hour today heading east.
We don't want to head out too early, so we don't have to stare into the sun as we head east.
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We're rolling...
I did get a camera out this morning; my Nikon DSLR, because I can sometimes shoot with one hand while I'm dri... nevermind. The last time I used this camera was when I got that shot of the nearly full moon coming up over South Mountain. To get an exposure like that, I have to shoot on Manual Mode. Yeah, I forgot to switch it back to Program Mode, so these first couple shots are over-exposed and contrasty. Not much to look at to start...
Rolling across northern Arizona, the landscape changes...
Before heading out, Murph acted like he wanted to go outside. I put his harness on him and, "Oh, hell no, I'm not going out there!" We headed out, but left his harness on - he's sitting on Joan's lap early on...
The road was pretty crappy: lots of potholes and worn areas. None of us were enjoying that. On one particularly rough spot just outside of Gallup, New Mexico, we caught some air... in a curve. Murph was not impressed. Joan snuggled him in his blankie...
He did much of the ride today on Joan's lap...
That is a first. About 15 miles from our stop for the day - yep, another thunderstorm...
This was one of those times while just holding the camera out, I missed the majority of the rainshafts on this storm. Fortunately the road turned, and we just skirted the storm. We may not be that lucky through the night.
We are down for the night at the Route 66 Casino/Hotel/RV Resort. I let Steph know that we'll try not to lose her inheritance. I'm kidding... after the move to the desert, there is no inheritance. ;-) I let her know the location of this place, in case she needs to come bail us out of debtor's prison. Is that still a thing?
We haven't gone into the casino, yet. I'm guessing we'll check it out for supper. The buildings look nice and the RV park is definitely what I'd call "upscale." Nice long pull-through sites with the utilities laid out to fit modern RVs, nice landscaping...
The RV park sits back a ways from the casino, but they have a shuttle that will pick you up at your site and take you to casino and bring you back...
The RV park is further from the Interstate, so it should be relatively quiet. And, as far as I know, they don't allow roosters.
No decision on how far to go tomorrow. Gas was cheap ($3.15/gal) here, so we have fuel to get us down the road.
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We went into the casino to do a bit (little bit) of gambling and have supper. When we called for the shuttle to take us back to our site, a thunderstorm was just rolling in: mostly thunder and lightning until just before we got to the coach - the rain came hard and fast. I got out my key to get ahead of Joan and get the door open. While making a dash for the door, I tripped on the lip of the concrete pad our motorhome is on... and went tumbling. Old people generally lead with their head when the fall; I went down knees and elbow first, then rolled. I lost some skin on those pointy parts and stubbed the daylights out of my big toe.
Joan helped me up, I got the door open, and we went inside. She got out the first aid supplies and went to work on my knees and elbow... think: "road rash" on those pointy bits. It's gonna hurt in the morning. Just dumb luck(?) to catch a toe on the edge of the concrete. My "dense bones" handled the fall... my old, thin skin, not so much. I may have to put my leg modeling career on pause for a bit. On the bright side, we weren't on a gravel site, so I didn't have to dig that out of my knees.
A half hour later, the rain was done. I shoulda gambled longer or ate slower.
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