This picture is looking down the road from where we are camped. If you walk to the end of this road, at night you can see all of the lights of Laughlin. It looks like a miniature Las Vegas. There is also an airport just across the road from the park, with the park being on a hill. It is fun to see the planes come and go. If it is a big jet, it is so loud it vibrates the Condo. We go take advantage of the good deals on buffet meals at some of the casinos in Laughlin.
We have stayed in this park several times. The first time was before we retired and my Mom and our daughter Jill and niece Megan were with us. We just had a little (not self-contained) camper on the back of our pickup. The first thing they told us was that we were not allowed to take the camper off of the pickup. I am not sure what they thought when we had a hose hanging out the side of the camper into a bucket to catch our dishwater! We had a port-a-potty in a closet. Jill had to sleep in the back seat of the pickup. What great memories! This time, we got in a lot of card playing time on the table in front of the Condo. It was great weather.
Oatman, AZ, is a "ghost town" about 30 miles from Bullhead City. There are lots of little shops that are willing to take your money. Here is a stange looking "donkalope."
And even a stranger looking cactus!
I have always tried to get Terry to try on one of these "hair caps" but he never would--until Oatman. It kind of gives you an idea of what he would look like with hair, don't you think? I am not sure it would be an improvement.
One of the things Oatman is famous for are the wild burros that roam the town. The last time we were there was in the spring when they were loosing their winter hair and they looked really scraggy. They looked really good this time and were very friendly, especially if you had carrots in your hand.
Alice was even brave enough to pet them. Then we saw one practically chase a lady across the road trying to get at the ice cream in her hand.
Another thing they do in Oatman each day is have a shootout. After the bank is robbed and all of the bad guys are dead, they go around, at gunpoint, and ask for donations for the Shriners. It is pretty fun.
We ended up going to Lake Havasu one day and met Ron and Sharon Vickery. They took us to a Veteran's Day celebration at one of the parks. We met a woman who was a little girl in Viet Nam during the time Terry was serving there. She thanked him so much for his service and said that the American soldiers made her feel safe. She was eventually adopted by an American serviceman who married her mother, and they all came to the United States. She has written a book about some of her experiences. We bought one and she wrote a really nice message in it to Terry. Most of the proceeds of her book go to Veteran groups. It is called, Beyond the Rice Paddies, and is sold on Amazon.Com. (I promised to give her a plug on my BLOG!)
We had a very strange neighbor who was camped next to us for about a week. She was an eldery lady (at least 70) and she just camped in her car. I took her over some hot rolls that I backed one day and she asked if I wanted to look inside her van. It was pretty amazing. She had taken the back seats out and had a her sleeping spot down the middle. All around her she had things she needed--fridgerator, TV, places for her clothes, little cupboards for her food. She cooked in an electric pot and a microwave. She apparently used the parks facilities for some things. I know she went swimming every day and did her laundry a couple of times. She said that she had had trailers and motorhomes in the past, but it was a lot easier and less expensive to just use her van! It was the second one she had used. Everyone to their own thing!
We had a fun experience when we attended Church. On the program it listed the leadership of the Ward. The name of the Ward Mission Leader was the same name of a previous Teton County Clerk in Idaho who was in office the same years I was. I looked up and there he and his wife were, sitting a couple of rows ahead of us. I don't know who was more surprised, me or him. We had a nice visit and caught up a little bit on what we were all doing now. We continually realize what a small world we live in.
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