The trip to beautiful Naples was short and sweet. The RV park was an old one that had very narrow sites and even narrower internal streets. We were lucky enough to have our choice of the only two pull-throughs that were left. We would never have been able to get into any of the back-ins. We chose the site with the fewest trees and, therefore, the best chance of allowing our rooftop satellite dish to work. It didn't. We muddled through the next two days with DVDs and radio. What survivors!
The day we arrived, the park was throwing an end-of-season party, with music and dancing, right next to our site. (The snowbird season in Florida ends on March 31.) It was OK music and fun to hear the people laughing and having fun.
On Wednesday, we visited the "historic" downtown area of Naples (every city in Florida claims that it's historic) and then went to Costco for the first time in a couple of weeks. (We were having withdrawal pains.) It was mobbed. If someone flew in from outer space, he would think everyone on Florida was a senior citizen---and might be right. I have never seen so many walkers and wheelchairs. But, it was clear that the patrons were not poor old folks. There were many very nice cars (including one Bentley) in the parking lot.
Wednesday night, we had dinner with Chris and Suzanne Armstrong in their beautiful Naples home. Chris is an old co-worker of Becky's from First Interstate Bank---14 years ago. We had a great time, and, due to my miscalculation of the evening temperature, I went home with one of Chris's fleeces.
I was happy to leave that park the next morning; I was getting claustrophobic due to its space limitations. Naturally, in connecting up I paid too much attention to the right side of the truck and hit the trailer's pin box with the left side of the truck---gashing the taillight and denting the fender (a little bit). Oh, well.
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