Daily Archives: March 9, 2012
Leaving Yuma . . . almost.
Today was the final wrap-up of this years Western Gypsy Gathering, finishing up with coffee and donuts, and a lot of hugs and goodbyes. All the attendees were supposed to be off the fairgrounds by noon, so the exodus soon started, with some lining up at the dump station before heading home, or just back on the road.
But luckily for us, a number of people stayed around long enough to help us clean up the main hall by stacking the tables and chairs, and then sweeping the floor.
Then it was our turn to head back to the rig and pack things up to travel. Normally we hang around for a few days at the fairgrounds with Nick and Terry while they wrap things up with the rally. But there’s a horse show coming in to the fairgrounds right after us today so we have to be gone by 5pm ourselves.
We all pulled out a little after 2pm and headed down the road . . . about 15 miles away to the Foothills area east of Yuma. We had been invited to spend a few days on Daryl and Cheri Lawrence’s RV lot while I help them out with some website stuff, as well as helping out Charles and Chris Yust who are also parked here.
After Nick and I got our rigs parked and hooked up, we all sat around in the shade and just had a great time talking. Then a little before 7, Chris Yust and Cheri Lawrence set out a great dinner with grilled halibut Chris caught in Alaska, grilled shrimp from Galveston Bay, with baked potatoes, salad, and French bread, along with cupcakes for dessert.
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And here’s the cook, Chris, hard at work.
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And when the food is laid out, the crowd closes in, kind of like a pack of hyenas surrounding a limping antelope. You just know it’s not going to be pretty.
Tomorrow, I’ll be working with Daryl and Chris on website stuff, and hopefully we’ll also be able to visit the Yuma Indoor Flea Market too. We’ll see.
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Thought for the Day:
It is hard to understand how a cemetery can raise its burial costs and blame it on the higher cost of living.
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