Feb 2022
Due to the freezing temperatures we weren't able to use water in the trailer. I bought an insulated/heated hose and we were looking forward to finally having water and a flushable toilet in the trailer. When we hooked it up we discovered one of the trailer hose valves had a leak, which meant still no water for us.
We had been using a chamber pot (aka mixing bowl). Don't worry, I never cook in that one. It has been my camping/travel pee pot for years. It was born after an experience with a skunk. I was pregnant and we were camping in a Vermont cabin that I kept calling a shed, because it was that tiny. I had been holding my pee for hours, because I was dreading getting out of bed and going out in the autumn chill. When I could hold it no longer I stepped outside to find a skunk! I quickly jumped inside and frantically searched for something to use. I found a quart plastic container. My pregnant belly was in the way and the pee kept coming and coming while I exclaimed, "It's not stopping! I don't know if I'm going to overflow!" I know exactly how much my bladder can hold--3 and 7/8 cups.
After using our chamber pot for several days, I purchased a porta-loo (aka bucket with a toilet seat) and felt like a queen.
Walking the Old Prison exterior Eleanora asked, "Is this the place you got married?" |
This little girl oozes pizzaz |
A little sustenance at Prison Pizza |
After a little exit confusion that added extra miles, we made it back on the road. The weather started to get bad and I began to worry about catching up to Peter before hitting the mountain pass.
White knuckles. Trains for Asher. |
There was no phone reception and I was so relieved to find my man along the mountain road to put the chains on for me.
Life's been hard. Can you tell? |
Sandpoint RV lot |
A much needed shower and hot sauna...and flush toilet |
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