Travels in a Tin Can

What was on our minds was the daily concern of 'where shall we stay tonight'.
We had already rejected a camp just before Mobile due to grubby restrooms
so now we left the town in search of alternative accommodation. First stop,
Blakely State Park - closed. Second, the town of Fairhope and the Driftwood
RV park - difficult to find, night check-in available, but a little grubby so we
headed on. Third, Fairhope Park - somehow missed it as we drove on pitch-
black country roads.... starting to feel a little desperate. Fourth, a town called
Elberta and the Wolf Bay Plantation RV Resort...again after some wrong
turns. We finally found the park, nicely laid out and well lit (but to be honest
we were ready to sleep anywhere) and began the process of night check in.
Just as we did this a little old lady came out of the clubroom and asked
how long we wanted to stay at the camp. We told her that it would only be one
night and (over) emphasised how tired we were having driven for hours
looking for a camp – in case she was about to tell us that a minimum booking
was a week. The old lady, evidently the campsite manager/owner, agreed that
we did look stressed and allowed us to stay for free because it was only one
night and our van was 'only a baby'. She even gave us a ‘spot’ next to the
very nice individual restrooms. We were mildly suspicious that we would wake
up the next morning to find an invoice under the windscreen wipers, but the
only catch was that she asked that we pop in for a chat before leaving. We
were so relieved after chasing round all evening and celebrated with a slap up
tea.... from the local petrol station, the only place still open.
The next morning when we popped in for a chat with the manager she
tried to entice us into staying longer - hence the free first night. It was not a