Thursday, March 23, 2017

Harrisonburg KOA Va

We really love coming to this campground it always clean and the staff is always so nice. It's one of the few campgrounds I've been to where the owners of the campground work the front desk  and interact with the campers and aren't afraid to get their hands dirty. It sits at the foot of a mountain and they have chickens that roam around the campground and they eat bugs and stuff. The last time we went to this campground I had homework that i needed the internet for and I couldn't connect so the owner Monica let me use her personal computer for like 3 hours to do it. So I will always be willing to come back to this campground every year and support this family.


We left after I got out of school on friday  and it took us forever to get there traffic on route 66 after Washington D.C. was horrible and I forgot the activities for the kids to use in the truck because I had school most of the day. I was ready to get the heck out of the truck and we didn't get there until 8pm I think. We had a really great site on like a cul-de-sac and it was very spacious with plenty of room to move around. I like that they don't try to pack as many people in as possible. Once we got all set up we ate dinner and pretty much went to bed since we got there kind of late and the kids were driving us nuts.

Saturday we woke up and I made breakfast for everyone then we let the kids go to the playground and they took the walkie talkies with them just in case they needed us. They made friends and stayed there for a while Paul and I played cards and sat outside. When they came back Kenzie wanted to go paint glass at the pavilion and while we did that Paul and JP stayed back and played washers. I painted a wine glass and Kenzie did a vase and a little ceramic snoopy. I've decided I might start painting at home, it's so relaxing and my glass turned out pretty good if I do say so myself. Saturday was a very relaxing day we even enjoyed a nice relaxing hay ride.


Sunday JP woke me up at like 8 in the morning, I fed him some cereal and he was out the door to the playground. I laid outside on the cot while Kenzie and Paul slept in. At one point JP brought one of the boys back he was playing with and grabbed the walkie talkies and they all played on them for a while. Mckenzie and Paul didn't get up till 11am and as soon as Kenzie was awake she ate breakfast and joined her brother at the playground. Every so often they would come back and beg for a quarter to go feed the chickens and finally we gave t to them and let them go to the store alone and get the chicken food. About a half hour later Paul went to the bathhouse and I was sitting in the trailer when they came back and I heard a knock on the door. I go out and imagine my surprise when I saw Mrs Monica, the campground owner, and her son standing not looking to happy outside my door. Apparently another camper called the office because my son was throwing rocks at the chickens... I could have died. OMG I was so mad and after I yelled at JP and spanked his butt I marched him up to the camp store and made him apologize to Mrs Monica and then I made him tell his father what he did. Paul had had enough with them and was ready to pack up and leave right then and there. He was more livid then I was. I on the other hand didn't want to leave without my annual Skyline drive picture. he finally cooled down and we headed to skyline drive later then we have ever gone. Once we go to our spot I had to ask a couple of they could get out of our spot to get the picture but it turned out worth it and they didn't mind.















After we got our pictures we saw a bunch of deer and a bear sitting on the shoulder and got stuck behind some slow person going 28 in a 30 and when Paul finally passed him he got pulled over by a park ranger and got a hefty ticket. I don't think we've had a good camping trip this year hopefully next week will be better.
Monday we woke up and packed up what little stuff we had left and I took the kids down to the playground while Paul finished up doing whatever it is he does.