1750 Miles Later

Yesterday afternoon late we arrived in one of our favorite stopping spots along the route to my family home in Arkansas, McGee Creek State Park in southeastern Oklahoma.  We have stayed there twice before and last night as usual, we were only one of two rigs in the whole park.  The campground sits right on a lake and is far enough out in the country to be very quiet with no lights!  Our idea of heaven!  And nobody trying to steal the jeep!!!! 

None of the sites are pull through so we just picked our favorite site and pulled in unhooking the jeep this morning when it came time to leave.

Kelly from The Bayfield Bunch wanted to know where I was sleeping during the jeep caper—in the bed beside Michael—my hearing is excellent, way too excellent and I sleep with earplugs or I would not get any sleep at all.  I am such a light sleeper my Daddy used to say I could hear an ant crawl across the floor.  I can still hear things such as phones ringing, Michael snoring (if he snores) etc. but I guess I didn’t hear the attempt by the jeep thieves. 

1750 miles later we backed into my sister Ann and her husband Danny’s driveway today.  We’ve been visiting and eating; eating and visiting—what we do best when the family gets together here in Arkansas.  We exchanged belated Christmas gifts and I got to hug those two little great nieces really hard.  There are lots of good cooks in my family!

We are snug in our motorhome, our internet works—we are loving this Millenicom business.  Tomorrow more visiting and playing with the great nieces—their Mom has to work.  Very good to be back in Arkansas again so soon after my November visit. 

And yes, the jeep escapade happened in a park, not boondocking.  A city park with nice pull through spots, electric and water.