Raven’s RV
The ongoing education and adventures of two rank newbie RVers

We snuck out of Santa Clara a little while after all the office workers had populated the office building behind us. Don had found the one “pull-through” space in the entire parking lot, so leaving was a breeze. My bike even started–yay bike!

We tootled over to the next city to visit my friend Barb. Leaving the Bay Area had been such a stressful, precipitous experience that we’d never managed to just go ahead and have a final coffee. Now that I know I’ll be living in Lodi, I know it won’t be a final coffee just yet: we will be returning quite frequently to get our mail and possibly just for the heck of it, too. :)

She’d wanted photos of the inside of the rig. We did better than that: after we’d suitably caffeinated and I’d indulged in a long, hot shower (we’d run out of water in the rig), I brought her back to the RV and gave her the grand tour. She liked my green towels. Since Barb is a talented graphic designer, that made me feel happy. :)

It was wonderful to have a long chat, to reconnect with the good parts of my old life.

But time was pressing, and we had to go. With just one short break on the other side of Altamont Pass, and a precipitous stop in Pleasanton because, after riding over the bumpy pavement on three or four cups of coffee I had to use the bathroom now, we were soon back in Lodi. This time we picked the concrete slab campground near the freeway, the “RV resort.” Check-in was friendly, but the spaces are too narrow and lack character and shade. Good job we have an awning. :)

Oh, and remember what I was saying the other day about breaking camp, making sure everything is tied down etc.? Add to that “make sure all caps are screwed on tightly.” You really don’t want curry powder all over your kitchen. Trust me on that.

At-CHOO!