We've stopped for the next two nights at Arrowhead Marina & RV Park which is about ten minutes outside of Schenectady, New York.
Consort and I have both heard of Schenectady, but are unsure why. The results of a Google search show that Schenectady is where Thomas Edison founded what would become the General Electric Company, and it is also where George Westinghouse invented the rotary engine, among other things.
We have been four days traveling in the truck and three nights boondocking. We decided to stop at an RV park for the amenities: A day's rest from travel, full hookups, laundry, and an onsite dog park.
When we leave out Monday morning, we'll continue east toward Portland, Maine, about a five-hour drive. The campers next to us are parked here just for the night. They are returning to Buffalo from Maine. I believe consort is currently outside pumping them for information.
Dinner tonight is nothing special, just grilled chicken and salad. However, before we leave the state, my wish is for knish. I've only had knish one time when I was visiting a friend in the Catskills; it's not something readily available in Oklahoma. Consort holds out hope for cannoli's.
On days when we're traveling, we have a standard routine we follow each morning.
I wake up first allowing time for coffee and computer. An hour later, I wake consort who first takes the dogs outside, then comes in and fixes his breakfast.
While consort has breakfast, I stow any items we've gotten out to use overnight.
After breakfast, consort heads outside to put away the generator, check tire pressures, tighten lug nuts, and generally make sure the fifth wheel is ready for highway travel. As consort works outside, I am busy in the kitchen making sandwiches we'll eat later on the road.
This picture is a closeup of today's lunch: Multigrain bread, fresh lettuce, tomato slice (the last from friend's garden!), sliced cucumbers, red onion, fresh sliced jalapenos, and black olives. The last time we grocery shopped, I picked up Seltzer's double smoked Lebanon bologna -- so good! A slice of meat and a slice of Sargento's jalapeno-cheddar cheese go onto the sandwich almost as an afterthought.
Consort doesn't enjoy stacks of vegetables on his sandwich; one might call him a purist. I have started introducing veggies to his sandwich on this trip. I started by just adding lettuce, then decided to add shredded carrots, too. Instead of mustard or mayonnaise as a condiment, I drizzle a little of his favorite French dressing over honey sweet ham, add a slice of American cheese and — voila, you’ve got a really great sandwich!
Shoutout to Tennessee. We miss the fairy dust! |
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