well, i have some catching up to do. it started getting *REALLY* hot in Alabama, and other issues were also frustrating me, so we started the search for another work-camping position. after a bit, i got an e-mail sent to me, saying they needed help in a park in Maine. i checked their site out, and the park seemed beautiful, and i contacted them back, telling them we wanted to be able to work for our site, and make a little money for groceries also. they responded back that they would work with us... i was feeling quite confident and excited about the opportunity, so we packed everything up, and set off on a 1300 mile trip to Maine.
well, when we got there, we found out that 'working with us' meant they wanted 20 hours from EACH of us (40 hours total) JUST for the site, and they didn't want to give us more hours than that... but he would buy things for the store, let me mark them whatever price i wanted, and i could have the profits. in the WEEK i was there, maybe 3 people checked in... profit? WHAT PROFIT?!!? also, the place was a complete and utter dump. it wasn't worth the $25 that The Woods charged for a site, let alone the $48 they asked. almost none of the amenities listed on their site were functional or available, everything was filthy and/or rotting, the office smelled of stale cigarettes and dog pee. there was NO rest room in the office, the only bathhouse that was open was... uhg... and the FIRST site they put us in wasn't even full hook up. when they finally moved us to a full hook up site, we had to park diagonal across the site just to reach the hookups: with the sewer hose stretched as far as it could go to the rear of us, and the electric cord stretched as far as it could go to the front.
we tolerated a week of that, (barely) then hit the road back to Connecticut to visit Eric's mom and brother. we boon-docked in a church parking lot for 2 weeks (THANK YOU VERY MUCH Grace Congregational Church on South St!!!!!!!! you're a life-saver!) and combed the internet for any job we could find.
finally, when we were nearing wits end... battery in the trailer was dead, the fresh water tank was empty, the black and grey tanks were full (and starting to smell funny)... we finally got a call. the KOA park in Shenandoah Valley Virginia wanted us! HOORAY! we 'battened down the hatches', so to speak, and hit the road. we arrived late Monday afternoon. so here we are, in Virginia. it is beautiful, and quiet, and shady. everyone is friendly. the owner likes our dogs. i even heard there's going to be an Airstream rally here in September *happy sigh*
