We spent our fourth day boondocking in the same spot. No need to move, no reason to leave. We had read that the township allowed 72 hours of parking in that area and we were going to take full advantage of it. We spent the first half hour driving through town looking for place to throw out our trash. Sounds stupid right? That's because it is stupid. You'd never even consider that type of problem unless you've LIVED on the road. I swung into a gas station to fill up Shirley and eyeballed the trash can. Nope, bag is too big to fit in that hole. So there I stand minding my own business when another car pulls up. This dude in dreadlocks gets out of his car, grabs a full size trash bag, and SHOVES it into the container while chuckling a little bit to himself. I can only imagine it was from the weed he just smoked since that's all I could smell. He leaves and I'm looking at that trash can a little bit different. Yeah... it happened. Then we left.
Time to kill the rest of the afternoon. Off to the beach. It was just another day of wasting time and enjoying the small things in life.
That was it. That was the whole day. Tomorrow we say goodbye to our home and search for a new one. This was a hard spot to leave.