Yesterday was a day of seminars on the esoterica of RVing: safety and fire, taking care of your holding tanks, tire monitoring systems, electrical safety. They may not sound thrilling, but when you're in an RV they are all important topics. Mary learned just how fast an RV can burn (NO, NOT first-hand but in a seminar). I learned about the importance of sanitizing the fresh water tank, inside and out, and about the dangers of poorly wired campground electricity.
There are lots of things you need to learn in RVing, like ... where are the fuse boxes for your coach? I had a blown circuit. Nothing major, just the auxiliary power sockets (the 12-volt system) and I could not find the fuse box for it. Oh, I found a big one under the hood (such a little hood for such a big coach!) but it didn't have the circuit I needed. However, part of my rationale for coming to this rally was to learn from other owners of similar coaches. And there is another Fiesta 26 owner parked right behind me (one of the five of us who are here). So I asked if he knew where the internal fuse box was located. (Earlier, I had taken a flashlight and crawled on my back up over the hump and under the dashboard and spent a long painful time trying to find where the manufacturer had hidden it on the firewall or under the dash. That was all to no avail.) Lo and behold, he knew exactly where to find it! There is a hatch in the dashboard that, when lifted, exposes the internal fuse box. It afforded very easy access to something I was trying to make so hard (NOT the first time in my life that has happened to me). He even had a replacement fuse kit and gave me a fuse! Thank you, Hugo, of Snowflake, AZ!
I also learned that looking at the display RVs can be dangerous! Dangerous to your pocketbook, that is, and to your relationship with your spouse! I found one I really liked (I think I mentioned that previously). The salesman was working hard to close a deal and I was wavering! Fortunately, my very level-headed wife wanted to have nothing to do with it. She went and sat down and let me have my fantasy conversation and then reminded me of economic realities (sometimes I need those reminders where my toys are concerned, like lots of men, I suspect). I am so glad we represent the balance we do. That is what strengthens relationships. Thank you, Mary!
Our evening entertainment was an Elvis impersonator (not bad at all) and a Johnny Cash impersonator (his act still needs some work). The band was way too loud for my Meniere's ear but we listened for about an hour and headed home to the coach.
Last night, we has a hard rainstorm! Our coach is so cozy and dry! It rocked in the wind and the rain on the roof was loud, but it sure made for good sleeping!
Now, off to another day of learning, looking, and laughing (I needed another L for alliteration and that was the only one I could think of, but I do find myself laughing a lot these days. I think it just might have something to do with the fact that I will be officially retired in 3...that's THREE...days.)
Oh! Someone asked who Sally was. Sally is the cat who owns us. (If you've ever had a cat, you know just what I mean. People never really own a cat. Rather the cat deigns to let them take care of the cat and think they are the owners. The reality is that the cat is the one who is in control of the situation.)
Well, off for the day!
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