Enough is Enough, See Ya, Stinky!

Well, the stinky RV parked next to us finally drove us away. Every breeze wafted the stink of his cracked black water tank across our site. We didn't want to sit outside and even had to keep our windows closed. Enough was Enough.

I spoke with the resort (as in "last resort") manager and demanded to be moved. Again. Considering that this was the same manager who told Maureen that she could only handle one problem at a time, I was pleasantly surprised at how cooperative she had become. Perhaps she had heard from one or more of the other RV'ers that we've told our tale of woe to. Maybe she even heard the dreaded acronym "EPA" was being suggested (by us, while chatting with neighbors, as someone we should probably contact to report the ongoing spillage of human waste at the resort). Anyway, she quickly agreed to move us to another site far from "Stinky."

Highly motivated, we set a new personal best record breaking camp and setting up at our new site. It is now evening and we are relaxing in our trailer, watching "American Idol." Is this damn show on every day of the week, or what? I barely remember when I used to be able to watch MY favorite shows on MY TV. Married life requires so many sacrifices... Sigh ;). We feel content once more, but we're also waiting for the next shoe to drop (or black water tank to split open next door). Remember us in your prayers.