October 22, 2014. Yogi Bear's Jellystone Park - Milton, PA. We fled the rains of Vermont this morning and find ourselves in Milton, PA, in Yogi Bear's campground tonight. There are several hundred sites here, but most of them are filled with campers and fifth-wheels which appear to be year-round residents. We called ahead to be sure that the campground had cable TV. The Royals are in the World Series of baseball, you know.
We are 325 miles from where we spent last night. We drove through clouds all day and a little bit of rain. The entire east coast is catching heavy rains tonight. We decided we'd had enough.
Where do we go from here? We still don't know. It is too early to go home. It is too wet to stay in the Northeast. It is too cold to stay up north. So, we will go south and west, I guess. I don't know where that will take us. Well, eventually, it will take us home.
I got a text from Bob tonight which said, "Ice, rain, closed campgrounds, getting pecked on. I'm almost starting to feel sorry for you. Why are you sleeping in Murphy's bed, anyway?" That Bob. He knows what a Murphy Bed is, Well, maybe not. He is an engineer, you know. If the answer doesn't have 1s and 0s in it, he doesn't understand. At least we liberal arts majors understand analog.
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