We've been at our destination for a week now, not quite as long as we were in Raleigh, but it is starting to feel like home.
Our first impression of the place is, this is a real campground. Not a parking lot, like some of the other places we've stayed. (Of course, most of them were parking lots. Literally.) The place has trees galore, and rocks and sticks and mud. Right now, lots of mud. It seems we brought the rain with us here too. And even nicer, this place has space. We were in the trees at Pine Acres, but we were stacked side-to-side with other RVs. Here, we have spacious camp sites. You could fit a house in ours.
There are beavers here. And bullfrogs. I haven't seen any of them but I've seen the beaver dam and the chewed trees and heard the frogs. These frogs sound like someone built a big cello the size of a house and is plucking the strings one at a time. I've never heard frogs like this before.
Our arrangement with the owner is to work a certain number of hours a week for our campsite and about the same number of additional hours for pay. The pay isn't great, but when you think about how much money most people pay just to live, it's a pretty good arrangement. We have full hookups, of course, which seems a bit of a waste when it hasn't even been hot enough to bother with air conditioning, but it's convenient. Electric, water, sewer, garbage, all included. And when we do need air conditioning (which we no doubt will this summer), it'll be here.
We are enjoying the work. There are two other couples who are also camp hosts and we share the responsibilities. During busy times, someone staffs the office. There are restrooms to be cleaned and maintenance work to do. Everyone just picks something that needs to be done and works on it. So far everyone is getting along well.
This weekend, being Memorial day weekend, was a peak time for the place. It was crowded but things went pretty smoothly. Most of the time during the week things are very quiet, and it's my understanding that over the summer it will gradually get busier until the weekends more closely resemble what it was like here yesterday.
We've had two meetings and a couple of service days to start getting to know the friends in the local congregation. They've made us feel very welcome. Many here are Bethelites. Quite a number were transferred from Brooklyn last year, so the congregation is at a peak of publishers. However, it's still not very big, maybe 85. So it shouldn't take very long to get to know everyone.
Next weekend is our regional convention. The campground owner is very flexible and doesn't mind us taking three days off so soon.
So here we are. Our trip has ended, but our adventure is far from over. The campground will be open until October 15, and we are welcome to stay here and work until then. We are thinking we would like to stay in the area longer; thus we have four months to find a nearby place to call home. The last time we made a big move, we stayed in our landing spot just two months before we found a more settled spot, so this shouldn't be a problem.
We're still trying to wrap our minds around the fact that we are now living in another state, on the other side of the country. It's too much to process. In my mind, we're still traveling, and this is yet another stop along the way. But we're working, and that makes me feel much better.
I don't know when I'll be posting again. It's hard to imagine having as many action-filled weeks here in the campground as we've had during our trip across the country, but we'll likely post an update at some point this summer. By then we'll be used to our new life here, and maybe we'll even have some plans for our next stop. Or even have already taken that step. Life can move fast sometimes. But right now we're on a camping trip, the longest one we've ever taken.
Thank you very much for following us on our journey. A special thanks to Laura for regularly letting us know you were with us. We hope you all will stay connected with us in some way. Adventures are temporary, but friendships can last forever.