Today I started packing my car because I need to be on the road by 9 tomorrow. I took all the clothes except what I need tomorrow. I took all the food except that which is in the freezer and the fridge. Then I drove 8 minutes away to a local park. It was a nice park in a wealthy neighborhood. I finished a chapter of my book and took off walking. I saw a sign that said 1 loop is a half mile. How convenient. As I walked by the playground 2 boys were playing on the equipment while their Mom or Grandmom waited in the car. The boy who looked to be 18 months old climbed up to the top level of the equipment and fell to the ground. He started to cry. I went to him and talked to him. His brother came to comfort him and finally the woman in the car picked him up. She said he was only scared. Poor little type. I made 2 laps when I noticed this park has no bathroom. We got picnic tables and basketball courts and trash receptacles but no bathroom? Why? I got back in my car and bought gas even though I only needed 3 gallons just so I could use the bathroom. I came back to the park and walked 5 loops. I read for a while and then walked 5 more. I organized my car and walked another loop before heading home to my RV. A woman greeted me and I asked her why this park has no bathrooms. She lives up the street
and she said it was because they only wanted locals to use the park. She said she would bring it up at the next meeting. I thanked her.
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
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