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Our Poopy Groove

Sunday, August 13th, 2006

If any of you have been around a 4-year old for any length of time you will know that everything is poopy. Poopy food, poopy car, poopy lo lo, and poopy head. Julian is also starting to pick up on William’s fecal fascination and from him we are starting to hear poooo-peee as well.

We are also really starting to get into a good poopy groove on our trip. We’ve abandoned the idea of driving long poopy stretches at a time. We are pretty much only driving during nap time so William and Julian get good poopy naps and minimize their awake time in the car. We’ve driving 100 miles or less each day which makes us all a happier, poopier lot. Cooking in the Yoda Van is also second nature now, and setting up and packing up is a piece of (poopy) cake.

The noise in our engine is also getting louder and now starts right up as soon as we start driving. Poopy! The last couple of days it only started after about an hour of driving. We’re headed to a larger city and hope that our poopy Yoda Van makes it.

William Julian and Allison at Bryce Canyon

Over the last couple of days we entered the national park region in southern Utah.

Man is it poopy. Originally we wanted to head to Moab first in order to see Canyonlands and Arches National Parks. In the end we decided against it because it would have just been too poopy. It would have added another 10 hours to our driving time and we didn’t want to be stranded out there if our engine was making strange noises. So we decided to head towards Capitol Reef. All I can say is Wow! We had seen pictures in travel guides but they really don’t do that park justice. There are 100 miles of these magnificent red cliffs. We spent the night in the park and then continued on to Bryce Canyon. This drive was one of the most amazing drives Matthias and I have ever seen. Every 10 to 15 minutes the landscape changed so dramatically and it was all so beautiful. There are so many amazing spots in this part of the country – most of them are not the main attractions, some not even on the map, but are just fantastic surprises along the way.

As diverse as the scenery is, so are the people we have encountered along our trip. Originally I wanted to title this post Willkommen in Deutschland. There are so many Germans traveling in rented RVs. In the last campsite we stayed at we meet 4 separate German families in the pool. Who knows how many other Germans there were lurking around that campsite. We also have meet lots of people from the Netherlands and the UK. In addition to this, we met the deafest old man ever to hold down a job, a man who was carrying a helicopter on his Ford Ranger and a trio of Amish – a man, a woman and a dwarf. The full-sized woman regarded us skeptically, but the dwarf immediately struck up a conversation with us which turned into a discussion about childhood ailments. What weird country this is. Now we are on our way through Zion National Park on our way to St.George where there is (apparently) a good VW repair shop. I’m sure it will be just as poopy as the rest of our journey so far.

 

We’ve Sold Out!

Sunday, August 6th, 2006

The enemy of the true American camper is the KOA (Kampground of America).  Just the fact that they write words like ‘campground’ and ‘cabin’ with a ‘K’ is enough to dismiss this establishment as something I don’t want anything to have to do with.  Alas, we find ourselves at a KOA and we are loving it.  We’re traveling with our 2 kids (William (4) and Julian (2)) and they just don’t dig 5-hour car stretches.  The KOA offered us restrooms (something we didn’t have at the last RV Park we stayed at which turned out to be right between a gas station and a junk yard), plus a lot of extras such as a swimming pool, a playground and Wi-Fi.

A bit about American RV culture.  First of all RV stands for recreational vehicle.  You’ll usually find them located along the highways of America, and there are two types: the 1000 sq feet variety which can easily be identified because it is usually pulling some other large American SUV of sorts (Jeep Cherokkee for example), or it is the trailer/hitch variety being pulled by some super red neck Chevy pick-up.  The mentioned varieties come mostly in two motivs – white with turquoise swirls, or white with mountain scene. 

I keep asking myself the question “Why do these people come here? Why do you spend hundreds of dollars on fuel to drag a beast like that to Salt Lake City?  What do you want to do here?  You park your RV, you come out, clean the windows, get yelled at by your wife and retreat back to your RV.  You don’t emerge until you get back into your Jeep to go to the Old Country Buffet and then you come back after 2 hours, and don’t come back out until tomorrow?  Why bother?  You could park in your front yard and have the same experience?”

The bling-bling of the RV Parks is definitely the satellite dish.  I know it is tough to leave your familiar surroundings, but if you have a satellite dish, or (more importantly, if you know someone who has a satellite dish) you are set.  With modern RV-ing you no longer have to live without real time sports scores!  Do you remember that football game that you wanted to know the final score?  Well, the dude with the satellite hook-up and the 36-incher on the outside of his rig knows the final score.  If you get in with him, you’re set.

All that said, the KOA is amazing for us.  Our shit brown Vanagon stands out like a sore thumb amidst the 20 million dollars in RVs that surround us.  Our kids love swimming, they love playing at the playground, William has been riding his scooter around the campground which makes life for us very good, too.  We’re going to chill here for another day and then continue on.  And, honestly, I’m sure we’ll spend more nights in a KOA down the road.

Welcome to Mormon Country!

Sunday, August 6th, 2006
Today’s front page in the Utah Sunday paper said: Alcohol sales zoom 62%. This was before we arrived here!  And that’s good, because after yesterday’s day on the road Alcohol was exactly what ... [Continue reading this entry]

We’re Off!

Saturday, August 5th, 2006

packing

 

We left Thursday just before 9 AM. We said goodbye to my parents and drove off. Matthias and I were full of emotions when pulling away, but mostly exhilaration and ... [Continue reading this entry]