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Meaning of life?
Have to admit; we didn't book a site.
So, we have a view of monster campers.
I don't envy them, because I don't care to park slide-out to slide-out, even if I would have an ocean view.
But, it does make me wonder if there is any point to camping if it means bringing all the comforts of home and unpacking them at the beach.
So, we are on the inside of the loop and spending our time at restaurant patios, enjoying lunch and a brew and returning in the afternoon to watch people set up camp, or read.
The Bighorn in picture one arrived yesterday to set up and then left. Spotted the owner late this afternoon, but I'm not sure he is staying the night.
Our neighbour on the inside has satellite dish focused and appear to spend their days watching television.
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What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?
- Bertolt Brecht
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