Day 21: A Deluxe Pleasure RV Resort—rural Texas style (1/26/22)

 The next morning we were off shortly after 9:00 a.m. (Phil is a taskmaster when it comes to packing up and getting out on time. I love him anyway.)

We sailed through mile after mile of Texas scrub on I-10, slowly entering an area of mist and drizzle. We reached the small town of Sonora around 4:00 p.m., and made our way to what the Internet had identified as the best RV resort for an overnight stop. It had water, electric, and sewer hookups, so it sounded very up-to-date. I had made reservations the week before, thinking it might be crowded.

We turned in at this modest sign…


…and were greeted by some luxury trailers:



With growing trepidation, we ventured further down the lane, where we found the actual RV resort. Not exactly a popular spot.


(The view from our trailer.)

A fine, soaking mist completed the impression of desolation. However, we chose an empty spot, found that indeed all the hookups were there and working, got the dogs walked quickly, ate a quick supper of chicken noodle soup, and retired to bed, thankful at least for a place to stay. Watched another episode of Under the Vines, and then drifted into a deep sleep—we couldn’t have slept better if we’d been in the Taj Mahal. 



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