Home Run …

Well well … home again, home again … some where around 6,000 miles in 23 days. I think I am not going to drive tomorrow … just work … oh yeah work. Work that thing that I have not done for the past 23 days … that thing that pays the bills … that thing that most people would rather not have to do. Some how regardless of how long you vacation is work sneaks backup onardless of how long your vacation is work sneaks backup on you and bites you in the ars.ardless of how long your vacation is work sneaks backup on you and bites you in the ars. you and bits you in ars. 

So I spent most of the morning putting of the inevitable.  Walked over to the parks shower and was going to take a shower …but there was nothing but cold water.  So I went back to the RV to use our own facilities.  After the shower we packed up and drove backwards to Laughlin for some breakfast.  We stopped at a small coffee shop that served breakfast and surprisingly enough got so killer Egg Benedict (firehouse style).

We headed out on the open road and made a stop at Baskin Robins in Victorville as the co-pilot wanted a shake.  At this point we had a third of a tank for gas and 120 miles to go … we can make it … LOL.  The drive was non-eventful until 10 miles for home … low fuel warning … ummmm will the beast make it?  We did but got gas right off the freeway at our off ramp.

My brother had his truck parked in front of the house so for some reason that set the co-pilot off.  Chopper went marathon ape shit when we got home … well my brother got him going.  The co-pilot unloaded his shit from the RV … patches, clothes, etc. … and hunkered down in his room for some serious patch sorting and identification.  Around 6pm I barricaded myself in my room … aww life back to normal.