While camping by Pilot Knob Hill, California last year, I wrote the following post. For those of you who read this last year, I would apologize, but I really need it to set up today’s post.
The RV Park we are staying in near Yuma, Arizona is described as “a lovely and quiet little gem.”
So not true.
Every 15 minutes, kilometre long, ground shaking, horn blasting cargo trains cruise by only 500 metres from the park. The Interstate I8, a coast to coast highway (300 meters away) is always jammed with transport trucks, cars, RV’s, buses.….24/7.
Fellow RVers shared with me that 9 million vehicles use the I8 in one year.
Also not true.
9 million vehicles pass by Pilot Knob RV Park in one night.
This to true.Because I counted them, while staring at the ceiling, because I could not sleep. In fact, the incessant whooshing from the highway and the chooo choooing of the trains kept both John and I awake.
We tried:
reading boring books
watching boring TV
watching boring TV, in Spanish
staying under the covers with pillows jammed on our heads
turning on the heat
turning on the fan.
turning on the air-con.
John was the first to break.
“That’s it! Jesus Chaaarist!!! It’s 1:00 in the morning and we’re still wide awake. Ahhhhhhh!!!!! How does it make any sense that we actually paid for a campsite that’s this noisy? Unbelievable! Open the blinds. Let’s see if they moved the tracks and the highway into our campsite when we weren’t looking. WTF? Are you kidding me? No one has their lights on. Shelley, look out the window. They are all asleep. Can you believe it? There is no way they are all sleeping? How can they all be sleeping?….. Maybe they can’t hear….. I don’t care if that wasn’t nice. I don’t feel nice. How are we supposed to sleep with all that racket going on? DEAR GOD!!!! What are we going to do?………. I know. We are going to drink the rest of that red wine and rum…. No, it doesn’t matter that you don’t like rum. You will drink it with me, because there is no way that I am going to finally fall asleep and be woken up by you flopping around. I NEED MY SLEEP!!!!!…. While you’re up, get your dramamine too. What do you mean it might not be a good idea to mix them? I don’t care. I DON’T F@#$ing! CARE!!!!!!!!. (Choooo!!! Choooo!!!!) Oh F@#$ing! Hell!!!!!! Another F@#$ing! train? For F@#$ sake, just give me the bottle!”
Last week, for some inexplicable reason, John and I decided to give the RV Park one more chance.
And there you have it,
“Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.”
or maybe you prefer President George Bush’s version,
“Fool me once, shame on- shame on you.”
Shelley and John
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48 Celsius? That’s pretty damn hot outside! it looks like you guys still hand some fun despite the noise of the highway. Living hear in the city, the urban noises don’t get to me, I remember when I traveled out of state, it took me awhile to get use to the “Quietness” before I could fall asleep.
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Freakin’ hot. When we mentioned at the desk how loud it was, the owner was shocked. She said you get used to it… I guess if I lived in a big city…:) Thanks for dropping by.
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Shelley: You’ve gone native! Love the big hat! Just put the flaps down to block out the noise.
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Toni, I love my new hat. Mexico baby, the dentist trip!! Now all I need is Cowboy boots, for traction. (That’s a movie quote!)
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At least now you know; it wasn’t just a nightmare. It wasn’t an off day and things just bugged you more than they would otherwise. It really IS that bad! You’ve been validated, and you can now comfortably avoid the place like a plague.
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Why thank you! Besides, I don’t know what the next part would be. Hmmm fool me three times, I’m a fool?
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Three times? Perhaps glutton for punishment?
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Ha! Ha! Off for a run before it gets too hot. Will definitely have a look through your blog. Thanks for reading.
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Great photos! And you guys look great too… I don’t think I’ve said that before… I’m usually to busy trying to be snarky… Oh, BTW… when in America (that’s the United States), please change your thermometer to Fahrenheit, so I’ll know how hot it is…
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p.s. what was the spiral staircase for?
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Hey Ted. Thanks for the read. We have returned to using my phone on my camera. 48 Celsius is 118 Fahrenheit. The thermometer was in the direct sun! HOT!!!!!!!!!! You’re the only one who asked about the staircase. It’s part of the original Eiffel Tower. Weird eh?
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WHAT!!! The Eiffel Tower? I will have to google that place. Go back and take a picture of the plaque!
Despite all my fancy camera equipment, my iphone takes some of the best pics…
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Ted. Google it. Get back to me. How the “Center of the earth came to be.” is bizarre!
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Hmm, I love the freeway noise and the trains…it makes me feel like a hobo (that smells like urine and cheap booze) on a fun journey across America. I’m so jealous you found that RV park. I’m putting it into my GPS now so I can drag my kids there, in a tent.
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Dear Kevin, Make sure that you drag them out in the middle of the day to visit the Center of the world, hike, bike with a promise of a swim if they don’t complain!! AWFUL!!!!!!!
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