Day 5 -- Camping at last
After five days on the road, we have finally made it to our first campground in central Ohio, and I am pretty overjoyed at this accomplishment. I am so ecstatic not to be spending another night in an unscheduled roadside motel that I will overlook the rather subpar accommodations.
In fact, I will refrain from pointing out that this particular park looks nothing like their scenic Web site -- I will instead assume that they were just overly-generous or completely blind.
Because right at this very moment, it doesn’t matter. There is a campfire burning, and the kids are chasing fireflies. We have feasted on grilled chicken and hot dogs. The air is cool and faintly smoky -- and not from the hood of the RV. I am surrounded by family and not mechanics with nicknames that refer not to their mechanical prowess, but their acting abilities.
Pass me a marshmallow.
-- Tracey Henry, the Suburban Diva