Daddy went to register and seems to be gone forever! In the meantime, Mommy's looking around and she’s not seeing any spots large enough to handle “Big Boomer”. Through accessing the campground's website, she learns that the $30 per night charge does NOT include electric. We must pay separately for our metered electric, even though only staying for 2 nights. And nowhere does it mention a shuttle to town. Now she’s talking to herself and using some uncomplimentary adjectives before Daddy’s name. Daddy finally returns to the truck, saying registration took longer than normal because they couldn't find our reservation. Now Mommy's eyes are bulging and she can no longer keep her anger in check. You know where this is going, don't ya: We are not at the right campground! Sure as I love cheese, Daddy followed the driving instructions of Gerda, his GPS guru, and she led him to Tombstone Territories RV Resort instead of Tombstone RV Park and Campground!
We "unregister" and finally get to our reserved campground destination. As Homer Simpson would say, "Doh". Daddy sure came close to getting planted with his boots on!
Tombstone RV Park and Campground staff are very friendly and accommodating. The pull-thru site was a bit shorter than what “Big Boomer” really needs, but the staff permitted us to stay hitched since we were only there for 2 nights. The shuttle service into Old Tombstone runs between the hours of 9 a.m. and 9 p.m. So you can request a ride in or out of Tombstone at your convenience anytime within that time period. We visited the typical tourist attractions, the OK Corral,
|OK Corral Re-enactment|
|Boot Hill Cemetery-Where Daddy Was Almost Laid to Rest|
Much to Tabatha the Country Campground Cat's dismay, it is back in the cage for her tomorrow--we leave Tombstone and head to Quartzsite, AZ.
Talk to you soon!