Isn't it interesting that there are folks in this world who have absolutely no respect for other people's property or space. They think nothing of just "moving in" like squatters when you're gone.
We were all out and about yesterday and returned back to the campground about 5:30. Up to this point we've had no one occupying the camping space in front of us. It's been nice, but of course we eventually expected to have neighbors.
Well, the new neighbors were here in all their glory when we returned. They were spread all over - overflowing into our space, physically occupying our chairs and picnic table and even had one of their pickups parked in front of our rig blocking our path out with the Harley. They have two pickups, a camping trailer, and three tents in their group. Just a bit crowded.
This didn't sit very well with Ole, and as he rounded the corner to park the bike under our canopy he intentionally drove into the middle of the hillbillies and almost hit one that was sitting in one of our chairs. The guy leaped out of the chair almost spilling the beer he had in his hand and yelled some profanity at Ole. Ole told him in no uncertain terms that dividing line between the two lots was the tree that was in the middle and if it was shade under our awning that they were looking for we sell it (snicker). The red neck then said that he noticed we didn't have any beer in our cooler so he was willing to buy shade for the price of a beer. We had a cooler sitting outside by our step and no, we didn't have any beer in it - just bottles of tea and water and a few sodas. So obviously they had not only been occupying our space but snooping through it also.
There are four couples in this group and they all look like something from the back woods of Kentucky and Tennessee. Someone that you would greet you with a shotgun pointed out the window as you approached their property - probably because they've got a still out back and don't want the Revenuers snooping around. So it should be an interesting week in that respect.
When I asked the guy who leaped out of the chair how long they were staying his response was, "Until I run out of money and that will depend on how much I drink." Boy, doesn't THAT sound like fun!!
It was my turn to serve supper last night, so when I finally got our picnic table cleared off, the food on the table and the members of our group sitting down - here were all these people next door staring at the food and looking like dogs who were ready to drool. I'm really surprised they don't have some red-boned hound dog along with them.
In the lot on our backside is the total opposite - totally yuppie. They're here in a huge new rig in the half-million dollar range, four brand new Harleys, a 4-wheeler and a HOT TUB!! But we haven't heard boo from them.
So another day dawns, and hopefully I can make it through again on the back of the Harley. I'm having a lot of pain in my hip due to the angle that I have to keep my legs when I'm riding on the back. In case I haven't mentioned it previously, I was informed two weeks ago that I have to have a new hip. I guess if it will take away the constant pain I'm in it's worth it, but I'm quite leary about being called the Bionic Woman in the future!!
I'm sitting by the window in the RV where I can see the hillbillies. They just crawled out of their tents and they all look like death warmed over.