For those of you interested Only in TRAVEL, I (Jack) wrote the blog between March 2010 and October 2010 during our travels west. We saw the most beautiful places and had the best time in our big truck and little trailer. See Blog Archive below.

Jun 18, 2010

Where is Jack, Day 68?

Nancy woke up this morning with a sore throat and a headache. She really felt miserable. We laid around until about 8 a.m., and then she took me for a walk by the river.

As Nancy said, this park is smack dab in the middle of the city,

is full of permanent residents, and along the river live the homeless. One year, Nancy walked up to the edge of the river and to her surprise there was a whole "room" carved out of a bush--it was just like someone's living room.
They seem to be making an effort to clean up the park/walk near the river.

We saw a policeman handcuffing someone this morning, and heard him say, "We warned you to stay away from here. Now we have to take you in." Well, at least the poor soul will have a warm place to sleep, tonight.

We are directly in the line of the airport runway. Planes go over very low. Good thing we are sound sleepers. Can you find the plane right above the tree top?
Most of the planes, it seems, are Southwest and Nancy remembers Rich saying there was a UPS flight that came in every morning and woke him. This is a private plane that happened to fly over when we were walking.

We came back and Nancy laid down some more. She spoke to Aunt Dorothy and told her she was just going to rest, today, which is probably better because Tahoe probably wouldn't feel like company, anyway. My stomach wasn't feeling so hot, today, either, but I think it may have something to do with Aunt Dorothy's need to nurture and feed me goodies behind Nancy's back. She just loves dogs, and I love her.

We had no more bottled water left, or anything for that matter so Nancy decided that she'd bite the bullet and go to the store. She thought maybe she'd try to get the truck washed, too, but she just felt too lousy. We came home and she put everything away and then took me for another walk on the river. Signs clearly state "leash dogs", but several came running up to me--one a pit bull. There's part of the park where people go tubing, etc., so we'll stay away from that area from  now on. The other dumb thing are the bikes--the young people come speeding up behind you and scare the living bejesus out of you. Some are courteous enough to yell,"bike behind you." The path is for walking and bikes, after all.

Anyway, Nancy may try to get the truck washed, later, but right now she wants to rest. She posted these pictures so you could see what I'm talking about.

Okay, now get ready. How they call this a campground is beyond me. It's "urban camping". That's our trailer on the end and our truck across the road.
Our neighbors: Many of them like to garden and seem to put a lot of work into making their little space home.