Day four wasn't nearly as exciting as the first three days. The coffee was hot, and the breakfast came off without a hitch-no burned eggs or bacon, toast needed just a little more time in the toaster. That has been adjusted for tomorrow.
Butter is already sitting out on the table, so I'm sure I will be able to spread it on the toast in the morning.
I left the Tybee Island campground about nine this morning-wanted to see a little of Savanna before moving on down the coast. I didn't program anything into the Garmin before I left the campground-thought I would have plenty of time in Savanna. I was wrong, as usual. Heck, I even had trouble getting to Savanna!
Wasn't any trouble getting off the island-best I could tell, there is only one way off. Where I messed up was when I got almost into town. I couldn't remember the street names where I wanted to go. I thought I would just turn on Ms Garmin, hit "City Hall" and all would be fine. Nope-tried to take me to the new part of Savanna-not where I needed to go. I roamed a lot of back streets, getting flashbacks of my little tour of Atlanta on the way down
OK, sometimes I get a flash-this time it worked. I hit "home" on the Garmin, it found I-16 for me, I found a place to turn around, and get fuel. Then I just programmed it to take me back to the campground. This worked! I got back into town pretty quickly-didn't go far up I-16. Found a place to park, then found all the tours were booked for several hours ahead. OK, I walked around some, finally decided this wasn't working out as planned.
Went back to the RV and started to plug in the campground where I was going next-Jekyll Island. Guess what? I didn't have the address. No big deal, I got out the trusty BB, typed in Jekyll Island Campground-URL not found-message error (insert # here). I did find a hotel complex on the island with an address. I plugged that into the Garmin, and was off in a flash.
I had been on the road a little while, decided to get fuel. Pump cut me off at 75 bucks. OK, gave me almost a full tank. Back on the road for about 15 minutes when I saw that I was getting close to my turn off. I found a place to pull off and sent out a tweet for help. I couldn't use the computer to find where I needed to go and the BB wouldn't pull it up. Within about three minutes I had five people respond with the address. Thanks Tweeps-you know who you are!
I plugged in the correct address and found the campground very easily. A huge sign said "EXIT ONLY-DO NOT ENTER" OK, I tooled on down the road for about a mile-still no entrance. Finally turned around (only took about forty acres), and came back to the exit. About ten feet from the exit was a little sign about half a foot high that said "entrance". This is just wrong!
I'm now sitting in my spot with great internet, cable TV (if I had a TV), and full hook-up. As soon as I publish this, I'm going out to explore the surroundings a bit. There is a fishing pier very close-at least they say there is. We will see if their idea of close is the same as mine:)
Until next time, tweet for fun and keep the rubber side down.
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