We were up early and made it out the door by the crack of 9AM (Thursday). Excited to begin our camping adventure.
We arrived by Noon and were informed that we could not check into our cabin until 2PM by a sour faced teen who grumped at us when we went to check our reservation at the KOA office.
Undaunted, we headed out through Fort Stevens State Park to the beach and enjoyed our first ocean experience of the Summer.
Lord V drew love notes in the sand
while MiniWarrior clambered over a shipwreck that jutted out from the sand like a giant iron ribcage.
Afterwards we headed to the KOA
Lordie lord lord. We ordered 2 clam chowders and one chicken noodle. She got it wrong. I guess its understandable as she spent the entire half hour we were there talking to the welfare people on her phone about finageling a larger voucher for a house she had her eye on while her boyfriend constantly interupted her with demands for "Money. I gots to have the money for the dude cuz I just sold the bike."
Hmm. If you just "sold" the bike--why do you need money?
We finally made our way back to the register office where we snagged up our arm bands and map and cabin key and headed to the cabin.
Remember last year when my girlfriend and her son, MiniWarrior and I stayed at a KOA campground cabin? The cabin which had a bathroom, cable TV, BBQ grill and a pancake breakfast in the morning?
This time? We had a two room cabin that had no bathroom, no table. No TV. No chairs. No Grill and looked suspiciously like Ted Kaczynski's initials might have been carved behind one of the bunkbeds.
Later that night I called out goodnight to MiniWarrior from my tiny room to his bunkbed room and had a total Waltons flashback.
"Goodnight Lord V"
Cue the music
Ding Dong Ding!