Back In the USA

We made it back to the US around noon yesterday. I had to drive across in the Jeep separate from the bus. Kelly and Tyler had to go through a special line but all went fairly smooth. One guy got on each bus and asked about fruit, duty free shopping and if our dogs were ferocious . We headed strait to Buffalo NY to a camping world. Tyler bought us a new hitch and tow bar, while he and Kelly put it on, Tonya and I walked the kids around Camping World and looked at 5th wheels and campers just for the fun of it. Then we walked to Arby's for lunch, when we got back the guys were done. We ate our last meal together before we parted ways. Tyler is not in the West Virginia tournament so they were headed home. We found out that yesterday was the Tyler Williamson Classic at his golf course at home and was unable to make it. Their local paper ran an article about how he couldn't be there because he was in an accident in Canada. That ruined their story about how the accident happened in Buffalo ( for insurance sake they wanted to keep it in the states). So they have to reiterate that it happened on the way home from Canada. Hope that will work.
We tried to find a place to spend the night in Erie last night. There was one place that was near the water so we called, no one answered but their machine said "first come first serve" so we headed that way. As we are pulling in there is a sign that said no turn around, just a we pull in there is a cone 100 yrds from the road that says FULL. Now we are stuck (you can't back up pulling a car) and the guard gate arm is down and no one to man it. Then here comes 2 grumpy old men in shorts, black socks and loafers but they do have on security guard shirts. They smart off to Kelly about reading the FULL sign and Kelly was already irritated at the whole day and not getting to fish. So he smarts off to them about it not being visible from the road, I start to look around at the campers and I began to get nervous. This is a ghetto campground with more white trash people than I have ever seen in one area. Everyone of them is starring at us from under their crooked hats and smoke from their cigarettes. I think our 2002 rig is the newest one they have ever seen in this place. Some trailers look like they got their spot last year and never moved. Most of the rv/trailers had rust or as my Daddy calls it "Yankee Cancer" all underneath them. Finally the old fart opens the gate so we can turn around. To do that job we are going to have to unhook the Jeep and pull it out of the way. We cannot drive through the park because the ghetto telephone poles and power lines are hanging down in the way and the street in front of us says DO NOT ENTER. Now the WT's are really starting to gather, one because our 40 ft rig is blocking the one main street. I swear i heard someone say "Go get some of those tortilla chips and bring a chair" So now Kelly has to make a 8 point turn to get the rig turned around. Little unsupervised WT's are acting like they don't see our rig and they are just riding their bikes behind him, walking in front of him, just clueless to the world. Maybe that is a survival tool, because I bet their world is cruel. The whole time Old and Older are just standing there watching, not saying a word, just ready to lift the security gate for Kelly when he is ready. So Kelly gets by the gate and as I approach the gate a car gets in front of me and talks to the security guys for at least 3 minutes. I can see Kel standing behing the RV with the tow bar out and waiting, but this guy is just chatting away and then starts to chat to the 5 year old in the back. I almost rammed them through the gate. Man I hate people sometimes. So now I am writing this from our resting place for the night, The Buffalo Wild Wings parking lot. It is rainy today, I hope the trash bag window on the Jeep holds out. We might of fit in at that RV place after all. We may try to go to Pittsburgh for fireworks tomorrow but if it going to be rainy I don't know what we are going to do. Maybe if someone calls Kelly, he will tell them his plans then I will hear it then I will know what his plans are too. We seem to be having communication issues which may seem odd since our whole family is in the same enclosed space. Can you feel the love.