I'm tired. I didn't sleep well the other night. Friday night at the mall parking lot was not a good idea in hindsight. Apparently their is a train station across the river and it is obligatory to honk their horns for an hour straight in the middle of the night. I'm not talking a quick honk and then a 10 minute wait. Oh no, I'm talking every 30 seconds a train has to let the town know that it traveled 50 ft.. FOR AN HOUR.
This morning we needed to start our preparations for the days coming up. My old man and step-mom will be here Sunday afternoon to spend some time with us. They bought the plane tickets and we'll supply the place to sleep for four days. Katie went off to do the supply shopping and I volunteered to take the dog for a walk. While she was gone Eli and I hammered out 4.3 miles along the river trail through Eugene. This beautiful walk/bike trail flanks the Willamette River. Our hour long walk took us past houses and homeless. Look, I've learned my lesson about talking poorly in regards to our people on the streets. Regardless of that the fact remains every 5 minutes of my walk today their was a homeless person along the path. The west coast has a problem and it needs to be addressed. Between the people I spotted some nice graffiti.
The rest of the day was quite uneventful. It was time to saddle up the old motor home and roll 15 miles south to our next RV park. It's been 5 days since we had hookups and the vitals are showing it. Full waste tanks, low on water, and batteries nearly dead. After our setup we started to clean. This was probably the most thorough cleaning we have done to date on the old girl during our trip.