Too Close for Comfort…

As we travel here, there and everywhere on our RVing journey, one of the things we deem of utmost importance is the amount of space alloted to us and our 37 foot Motor Home. I surf the internet, studying the pros and cons of various Campgrounds and Parks and after careful consideration, we make our choice. I should say “I” make the choice and Ray happily agrees. Though he is the Captain of our RV Ship, I am the navigator, co-pilot, organizer, chief cook, and well, the real BOSSY one. 🙂 And so it goes, if I take a fancy to one Park over another, my Main Man steers the Rig this-a-way or that-a-way. This is our third year RVing and I consider myself, well ourselves, experts. We have stayed at lovely luxurious Resorts and then other Campgrounds who have been self-labeled a “Resort” who have crossed the lines of poetic licence! We have endured noisy yappy dogs in sites next to us and loud obnoxious campers partying well into the night but these have been few and far between, thankfully. All Campgrounds have fairly strict rules and about 99% of them enforce them rigidly. Whew.

We have enjoyed glorious Mountain Views, Lakeside sites, forested woodsy spots where we watched the wildlife endlessly. We have been in concrete jungles too but have found that once our curtains are closed at night, we are happy in our little RV World. We have had enormous places wherein we had proverbial miles of space to ourselves and then places where it is rather too close for comfort. Though we are sitting quite peacefully overlooking the ocean here in St. Andrews, NewBrunswick, we were surprised yesterday when a new neighbor pulled in next to us. Early in the morning we oohed and ahhhed over the Fundy Tide in front of us and photographed the birds scouring the shore for nuggets of delight for themselves. We then sat outside in the sunshine with our reading material and marvelled at the briskness to the August air, all the time being very thankful for our little respite from another Bermuda sweltering summer. We casually walked the dogs about the campground, roaming into the wooded areas wherein the tenters brave the real camping experience. Stopping to chat with other RVers is a fun part of each day and it seems that we make more friends than we could ever hope to keep up with in the real world. Our main chore for the day is laundry time but that too is nothing compared with our normal busy lives in our Bermuda world. All is well in the world of RVing…..well, that is, until the new neighbors arrives. Do you recall my mentioning the “SPACE” alloted to each camping site? Well allow me to address the uncomfortable neighborly reality when a young family takes up residence not 3 feet to our side. The children might be described as sweet and cute even by most but we have named them anything but….. they are crying and whining and scrapping and demanding and we have become intimately aqquainted with their every movement (yes in the real sense of that word!). When one of them sneezes, we must wipe the spittle off our windows. And to make matters worse, I am about to celebrate my 62nd year on this fair earth tomorrow. I have had to curtail my language which is not such a bad thing, perhaps, but grossly unfair when I am subject to playing Gin Rummy with my scheming winningest husband. It is above and beyond what any free speaking Canadian/Bermudian ought to endure. We find ourselves so distressed by this that we are pulling up stakes and moving on tomorrow. We head over to the border between New Brunswick and Nova Scotia on our quest for liberation! I shall endeavor to post some photos hencewith (always wanted to use that word; feel free to correct me if I am grammatically incorrect).

Perhaps you too shall feel my pain and discomfort. On the other hand, you will be sure to enjoy that which is excellent in being a part of the RVing world. Because; you see, it is mostly GOOD…yes, very very good!

6 responses

  1. I would have loved to be a fly on the wall, watching you turn a bright shade of purple while trying not to turn the air blue due to the little darlings next door.

  2. Oh yeah, real funny it was…..ha ha
    It’s just that if they are gassy or the like, we have to excuse ourselves….oops, maybe that was me????

  3. Are you ready for our company? Sounds like you are having such a good time we might be intruders on you private little world!….ah! ah! Say goodby here are comimg the champions of Dominos…..i told Norman to get his reading matirial ready he will love just to sit and read. Soon the brats wiil be back in school, we will be lots of ‘PEIDAOS’. It is anything that you need from BERMUDA?XX Alda

    • We are eager for you both to join us. And let him share all the peidaos he likes. ha ha ha
      We have the Dominos all ready too.
      We go to Antigonish on the 28th in time to get away from Hurricane Irene. Yikes.
      Love you and see you on the 17th!

  4. Hey Helen & Ray,
    First of all, what an eloquent writer you are. Second (or maybe it should have been 1st…..a belated Happy Birthday-we share the same month, not the same day). Glad to hear and see you two are still enjoying ‘life on wheels’. We’re in our 6th year and just exploring Utah, Colorado (our present location) and New Mexico for the first time. Say hello to my lovely Nova Scotia. Hope to spend next summer there.

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