Holy Crap We Made It!!

I knew these 2 things to be true when we left Colorado: 1. All the trailer tires were new and 2. I was not afraid of the grass.

The best thing about the Tom Sawyer RV park in Memphis is that it is right on the Mississippi River and at times under it (no really, it floods).  Morning was spent watching the river and being hypervigilant about possible bug attacks from any patch of green.  I'm just going to always wear boots...everywhere.  We went to breakfast at the Arcade Diner in the historic part of town and enjoyed sweet potato pancakes while watching the trolley cars go by.  How could we possibly be so blase and act like tourists with a well worn spare tire and a long road to drive?  Well, the second best thing about the Tom Sawyer RV park is that they have an RV tire guy that comes and replaces your tires at your campsite!!  So we relaxed, did laundry, and replaced 2 tires.

I had time to explore cures for my newly diagnosed hastenburaphobia and unfortunately covering myself with honey and laying on a bed of fire ants in a severe form of exposure therapy is not gonna cut it.  I'll just stay away from the grass.

I am happy to report that the lovely drive through Mississippi and Alabama (it is pretty) was uneventful: no weird truck stops, no vehicle issues, and the kids were angels.  They probably discovered that I now have melted silver in syringe blow darts just waiting for their transformations and are keeping the madness in check.  Whatever works.  We only heard "Ready Get Out" from Kai once or twice.

However, our hopes for a good year were raised when we passed through Birmingham, home of Vulcan Liquor.  Now, being a Vulcan store and sporting the 'Mr.Spock 4 finger split gang sign' is cool.  But even better is that the large billboard also infomed us that they have drive through....draft beer!!!  What?!  I can get an open glass full of beer and then drive away with it?!  Oh, wait, no.  Vulcan's don't drive, they teleport!  That makes much more sense because who in their right mind would serve drivers alcohol?  Well, apparently it's Birmingham.  We are totally going back there.

We pulled into our new home late, but neighbors were still awake and social.  The wild, ferral children took advantage of my distraction to emerge and terrorize the neighbors (meaning climbing on her scooter and trying to get into her trailer, the boys must have sensed she was single...dirty little monkeys).  However, the neighbor had a quick defense in the form of a 7 month old dog named Ella.  It worked and the kids didn't mind being tied up at all, and we could all enjoy libations and conversation.  Just kidding, we didn't drink that much.

Now that we are here and I'm sure there will be less excitement (haha), I may not post nightly, so please sign up to follow me or just watch FB.  Although if this trip was any indication, I'm sure that there will be 'naked children running wild through camp' stories or 'the day "Lonnie" melted from humidity' (he's already whining like a little girl about it), or more likely 'when alligators attack'.  Only time will tell.