A day in the desert with "Bobby Darin" at the end

Today I looked around the RV park and felt old, probably for the first time.  Then Joan and I went to the store here in Arizona and saw how many snowbirds were bumping into each other in the market and then I felt even older.

Our campsite (complete with palm tree)

The time change coming west always throws me for a week or two and this morning I was up at 5:30 a.m. so I went to the fitness center to continue my workouts. Only a couple brave souls in there at that hour so I didn’t have to compete for a machine. Probably will continue that practice until I start sleeping in a little later.

There are a couple hiking groups here and I plan to try a 5-mile hike with the first group on Friday. So look for a post and photos that day.

With the temperatures finally warming to more normal Arizona levels we hooked up the water for the first time since we picked up the trailer last week in Amarillo. First though we had to buy a new water hose (one that is acceptable for drinking water) because the water source for the trailer is much further away than we are used to.

We also purchased a new water filter and some other supplies that we need to survive three months in the desert. OK, that was a little dramatic.



Another view of our site, which is large by RV Park standards

Let’s just say that whenever we set up the trailer there is usually one glitch that causes frustration. Today it was the hot water heater which should have worked, but didn’t. When the trailer was winterized apparently the person who did it, as a safety precaution, disconnected the electrical connectors in the side panel of the trailer.

It only took me about an hour to trace the problem and then another hour for the water to heat up.

Here’s another fact of setting up an RV: Whenever you run into an electrical problem you will always check the fuse box first, but the problem is never the fuses. Call it Smith’s RV Law No. 1.

While I worked outside, Joan spent her time organizing the inside of the trailer for the long haul in Arizona.

On the way to the store we passed by the military aircraft boneyard at Pima, which is only about two miles from our park. At one point you can see park and mothballed C-130s almost as far as your eyes can see. It is amazing to see all the hardware just sitting in the desert.

There are also a large number of A-10 Warthogs, some of which (we were told when we were here before) are undergoing some major renovations for future used.

The RV Park theater packed waiting for the Bobby Darin show

Joan cooked hamburgers for dinner and then we went to a Lonely Street Production of “Bobby Darin” which was very, very good. Robert Shaw, who portrays Bobby Darin, gives interesting historical information on the famous crooner between his hit songs.

But again looking around the room at the company we are keeping I am suddenly feeling quite ancient.  Not in a bad way, but in a realistic way.

Tomorrow promises to be a quiet day with perhaps my first day sitting outside and reading my book. Yeah.