Our second HipCamp site in Florida was in the town of Apalachicola. Say that 3 times fast.
We met the fun-loving owner of the house, after having a little trouble with the electrical, which was quickly remedied. She and her significant other told us that a dog parade was happening downtown the next day, and like Harry Richman, I love a parade!
The owners of the house walked their dog in the parade. We met up briefly afterwards to give them the “grand” tour of our RV, as they’ve been considering this lifestyle.
One of my favorite things about our travel (sabbatical? early retirement? extra time away from work?) is the ability to simply change plans when a fortuitous event occurs. If someone says there’s a “Grateful Dogs Barkus Parade” happening (which, by the way, they should have called a Mardi Paws Parade), you can bet that I’m changing plans.
