Today's Guest Columnist is Joya, coming to you lively -- but not live --
from Vermont.
We landed in Brattleboro campground, and, as you can see it had a pool.
That evening Jordan and I had a swim. We also did some laundry,
"Vegged" as we say, watched some TV, and downloaded everyone's
email. We ended up getting to bed pretty late, but we all had
clean clothes, full stomachs, and smiles on our faces. Here, Jordan
practices her synchronized swimming techniques.
This shot is of Doug on his way to the dumping station. All of our "gray
water" goes into that little blue tank, and we have to empty it all the
time. When driving the car with the blue tank hitched to the back, you have to
drive at about 3 MPH, and one time while Jody was at the wheel, the tank managed
to unhitch itself and catch up to us, to which she cried, "It's passing
me!"

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