5 September 2016
Happy Labor Day!
I labored last night. My campsite was full yesterday afternoon but by evening there were only two occupied sites. Apparently, a lot of people reserve campsites so they have a picnic table and fire pit available, use it during the day and then leaving before night.
The couple next to me seemed nice enough, young with two children, one a baby. They offered a mallet if I needed one. Then another couple with a child showed up to share their campsite. The baby started crying around 9 pm and continued. They started playing music on a radio and proceeded to have a grand time.
All tent sites are required to be quiet by 10 pm, but they showed no signs of winding down. Indeed, it looked like the party was just starting. No park ranger in sight.
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I checked to see if I could get out of the gate (some parks lock them and there is no entrance or exit after hours) and it was open. I loaded the car about 11 pm and headed out. I parked at the park headquarters to Google a hotel in Livingstone and the park ranger finally showed up. I explained, he apologized, and I spent the night in La Quinta in Livingstone.
This has caused me to reassess those pull-in tent sites in parks. It used to be only night campers and all was quiet about dark.
In any case, I made it to San Antonio and decided to stay over in order to have a longer visit with my cousin Jo. I’ll leave tomorrow morning for one night at Lost Maples instead of two.
Jo and I have had a ball talking over our childhood, seeing her son Patrick, and her two grandkids, True and Aria, who I got to meet for the first time. We ate tonight at an excellent Italian restaurant Paisanos. We toured a lot of my old haunts in San Antonio and then came back to the house for more stories and memories. It’s been great and much too long since I’ve seen her!
