Day 27 - Out Here On the Plains The Wind Can Really Blow

This is the birthplace of our little Bambi!

Today we felt glad to be alive!  Last night, as we camped at the Air Stream Factory Camp Ground, we were buffeted and blown by winds that we estimate to be about 40 to 50 mph; we even discussed maybe hunkering down in the truck!  However, the sun shown on us this morning and the temperature rose to a balmy 73.  The wind continued to blow but the sunshine was very welcome. 

Home Sweet Home for 4 nights.

I woke up a wonderful 9:00 am and took my shower in the Bambi for the first time.  Delightful!  See pictures of the shower below.

This is a roll-out door called a
"Shub."  Light in, water out

Amazingly spacious - and comfortable.

Davis ran about 4 miles around the Village of Jackson Center while I slept.



The local family-owned grocery.



The local entertainment.



He found the laundromat, a Subway, and a sweet cafe.  




After some house keeping, I visited the laundromat and then we did some shopping around for extensions to some hoses we needed.

Bed made, curtain to bathroom closed.

When we returned to the Air Stream park we found we had new neighbors - they have a   brand new 25’ Air Steam that they had just traded a 19’ (just like our’s) for.  We spent a couple of hours examining each other’s rigs.  Davis and I are glad we have ours instead of their’s.  Our's is a whole lot cozier and there were several other things we liked better in ours.  I could use a little more prep room in the kitchen and maybe a bit more storage, but otherwise I wouldn’t trade!

Tonight we are having Lasagna and steamed local kale.  Beautiful meal and great company.  We watched an old “Matlock” I taped before we moved.  

Other than Tom and Libby, we haven’ heard from anyone today.  Hello - is anyone out there?  Just kidding, I know everyone is busy with their Easter plans.  We plan to play it by ear tomorrow and look for a service and maybe an Easter lunch/dinner in town.

I wish the best Easter ever for all of you reading this day.  

Shalom,  Heather . . .

P.S.  This area has the greenest grass I've ever seen this time of year - all the yards are this lush!