Day 9: Jamaica Bay, RV Resort, Galveston, TX. It’s just a jump to the left

Pretty good night sleep. Was quiet at our end of the RV “Resort”. We ran the A/C through the night cause tin can is hot. Don’t believe the propaganda, there is no useful insulation in these vans.

Morning walk was along the beach. It was about a half km to get to the beach and then I just headed west for a while. Turned around and came back. Saw plenty of jelly fish that did not make it. Most common was the Portuguese Man O’War. I don’t know why it is Portuguese when the name is clearly Irish!

Post morning walk we hung out in the vibrant outdoor experience offered by this resort. Mrs Milddogs rounded up the laundry and made that happen. Whilst the laundry magic was occurring, Amy and I hung out and did some van projects. We cleaned the windshield with some hot water, but not near the crack, we inspected the cowling seal (fail) and applied some more crazy glue to where the crack had extended. Later, after the windshield was dry, we did the Promaster janky cowling fix of applying a layer of gorilla tape over the cowling and onto the windshield. These vans are notorious for having the cowling separate from the windshield which allows water to cascade right onto one of the engine control modules. It’s more of a problem once you have had the windshield replaced. Ours has been replaced twice. Since another is coming, I didn’t care so much about sticking some tape on it.

We also re-organized our drinks storage area. That was pretty exciting.

Post all of that hard work, I headed over to meet Mrs Milddogs for a trip down the lazy river. One of the guests was also drifting down the lazy river. She was either Momma June or Angela from 90 Day Fiance. Drifting around, drink in one had, her personal speaker blasting her carefully curated empowerment anthems, vaping with the other hand. When she wasn’t vaping, she was yelling at the 2 kids to get away from her while they floated tubeless clamouring for attention. Good news, after huffing and puffing to blow up an air mattress (mostly filled with exhaled vape smoke, I figure) she gave up and left. There was a hose from an air compressor 9 and a half feet from where she was attempting to inflate this thing. I assume her air mattress was faulty cause she just left it there lying in its sad state of half inflation. Can an air mattress get popcorn lung?

At lunch we had to move sites so we threw stuff in the van and we drove over to the new site. It is not as “premium” as the previous site, it’s just deluxe, but, the people that are supposed to be next to us have not arrived yet (2015) so we currently have a premium deluxe site.

Post lunch (naan and humus) we hung out. Mrs MIlddogs headed back to the pool and Amy I hung out and read.

On my next return to the lazy river I picked up a funnel cake at the food truck. Since we didn’t eat healthy yesterday, we tried to correct that today. It was acceptable. Whilst we floated around post cake, the grackles and the seagulls teamed up to try to get our leftovers. Good try, birds. I’m sure they plucked it out of the garbage after we left. Not that that has ever happened before.

Dinner was pork tenderloin cooked on our faux Blackstone as we leave the legit Blackstone at home (too heavy and bulky) and some salads. Then we went out for a walk back to the bay side.

Shower time! Tried the other showers. Not quite as good as the main showers. But acceptable. I have this red stuff all over my body, could not seem to get rid of it in the shower. Might, just might, need some Solarcaine this evening.

I’ve been reading the book Sapiens. It’s by and author. Other than being darkly depressing (I’m a quarter of the way in) there are some interesting bits in there. All authors have to pad content cause we won’t by a 100 page book. There is a discussion about the evolution of complex language and the author puts forward some of the main competing theories. On one side, we needed more complex language to communicate factually important information. The more precise, the better. The more accurate, the better. On the other side, we are a bunch of gossips and the social game is what binds us. The more specific we can be about why Momma June/Angela was never going to be anyone’s best friend, the better it was for our collective of hunter / gatherers. If you want more details, read the book and the research cited. It made a more compelling passage than stating the truth “we don’t really know why we developed such complex language bit obviously it was important as we did it over and over again”.

Back to the main show. Post dinner walk, shower we discussed where we would be off to next. We have a reservation for Sunday night, but Saturday was unbound. And, we lucked out! More on that tomorrow.

We shall do a small provision on the way. Not a super long drive. Hope to get one more lap of the lazy river in before we depart.