"Colorado or Bust" - The Day of the Putrid Melon

Trip Start Jun 26, 2008
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Trip End Jul 11, 2008


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Chez Janelle

Flag of United States  , Colorado
Wednesday, July 2, 2008

"Something stinks" Janelle said this morning. "It smells like its coming from under the sink." This is when Rebecca remembered stashing the already ripe melon (purchased on the 1st day's Wal-Mart excursion by Janelle) under the sink for safe keeping. Not only was it hidden for days, it was ripening to a point of meltdown. To think that Janelle's Mom was worried that we wouldn't be friends at the end of the RV trip due to 7 days with a load of kids and a 3-legged dog. Rebecca's Mother was worried they would have an accident or that the kid's tantrums would set them over the edge. Instead, the rotten melon could have been their demise. However, a few months of yoga practice, and four months on bedrest in the hospital, pregnant with triplets, put everything into perspective (that along with endless icepops at 9am for the children). The RV couldn't be cleaner now.

The highlights of Salina included a bus sized RV full of unfriendly Mennonite men, parked to our right. The campsite's playground was located directly in front of our site with what Janelle will always recall as the "slide of death". Most likely installed in the early 1970's, the slide appeared to be about 30 feet high and very dangerous for 2 year olds. Warner and Harmond slid down it with glee. Ginger especially disliked the unfriendly bird that kept swooping down at her. Apparently it didn't like sharing the shade of its tree.

An hour into the trip from Salina to Denver, it was obvious that the kids are ready for a break from the RV. We soon realized that the triplets had excessively wet diapers that needed to be changed, along with their shorts. Yuck. Warner and Harmond "got happy" when Janelle and Meaw realized that the generator wasn't running, and turned it back on, allowing them to watch movies again.

The drive out of Salina was flat in most areas, but then a bit hilly. To our amazement, we came across acres of skyscraper high windmills, generating wind powered electricity. We would have missed the windmills in the dark, had we followed our original plan of driving all the way to Wakeeney. The kids were amazed at the sight, and it was a good omen for our long ride to Denver.

In Colby, Kansas, one hour from the Colorado border, we stopped at the "Oasis Travel Center," where Ginger rested under the fake palm trees and the kids who were awake played at the spankin'-new playground. Rebecca played hide-and-seek among some large pine trees with Harmond, Warner, and Taylor and a little boy in a John Deere hat who joined in and had a great time. The Oasis gave us our first Starbucks excursion, and Janelle, Rebecca, and Meaw enjoyed our very large iced coffees, and the kids had their favorite organic vanilla and chocolate milk boxes. Poor Spencer and Molly, who slept through the rest stop, didn't get to get up out of their car seats, but managed to stay happy with the cd that they hear in their "Music Together" class.
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