Why does food cooked and eaten outside taste differently than routine meals? It isn't that the food is not the same so it must be the location. We are still on fast time so we're up early and outside to see sunrise (at least Bruce is up, lol; I relish having the bed to myself for a few moments) drink our morning pot of coffee..and, of course, spy on the other sites as they emerge from air conditioned hibernation.
Friday before Memorial Day will be a madhouse at the local Wally World, and I don't want to leave campground over the weekend, so we've made menus, checked supplies (vegetables, you have to be kidding) and ice must be secured. We cooked what was left of our bacon, added some fried eggs and enjoyed them on the picnic table. We're really roughing it with an electric frying pan, inside microwave and oven...and we're going to look at a portable convection oven this morning. I am so spoiled, so of course, Bruce is so spoiled.
Yesterdays' blog posting got lost in cyberspace, along with pictures and activities so what posted was an original draft saved late Tuesday evening. It ended abruptly, so I'll just update tomorrow with anything additional deemed "monumental." This place is completely full, more 5th wheels and bumper pull trailers than motorhomes, so we feel right at home. Fishing is the sport enjoyed by most, and boats/ personal water craft (jet skis) pulling tubes and floats the family water activity of choice. We are spectators to both 😃.
We are reviewing our itinerary and may do an Oklahoma diversion for personal reasons, but still plan to hit Minnesota and Voyageurs National Park in a few weeks. More on that as our plans coalesce.
Off to Wally...and Hart's Chicken, again.