Travels in a Tin Can

aimed for was just closing (you may have noticed a pattern with this). The
drive had taken all day, even though we had only made three stops and had
driven further on other days. Partly this was because somewhere west of
Tallahassee an early lunch had become a late lunch when we crossed into
Eastern Standard Time and lost another hour. But at least this campsite had
night check in and, more importantly, vacancies.
Ocean Grove RV Park had read well in our camp directory.... sadly this
did not translate to real life and the restrooms were pretty grim. Our plan of a
two night stay was rapidly reassessed and an alternative site - a nearby State
Park - chosen. Two things prevented us moving on that night. First, the State
Parks normally do not do night check in. Second, Ocean Grove had a nice hot
spa - ideal after a day on the road.
We soaked for 15 minutes enjoying the dusk view of... a busy road a
couple of feet away. Something about the heat must have fried our brains
because we dared each other to go in the nearby unheated pool. We
managed to dash down the steps into the frozen depths, and more impressive
we managed to crawl back out as well. This drew bemused looks from a
couple who had stolen our spot in the spa...Germans we assumed. This
assumption, based on the fact they ignored our salutations and also based on
prejudice (that had been carefully honed during holidays when we could not
get near to the swimming pool due to towels ‘saving’ the loungers), proved
incorrect and we chatted to them for a while until we were forced to abandon
the spa or risk permanent water damage.
Hot spa aside, Ocean Grove was just too grotty to justify its inflated
prices so we spent the next morning searching for, and booking into, the