Continuation, I'm Back

Now that were on the campsite pad, it was time to setup our travel trailer for use for the very first time.  

Bulldog Man makes sure the trailer is totally level, chocked, water setup, the electric accessed, and pop outs are completely out.

 

Then it was time to unload the truck of all the items needed inside our trailer.  Boxes of dishes, pots, pans, silverware, cups, glasses, and all paper products.  We pulled out our travel bags loaded with clothes, personal belongs, bed and towel linens, a cooler with food, and a notebook which contained the documentation of instructions and warranty information for things like the stove, oven, heater, and fireplace.

Everything was ready to enjoy an extended weekend at the state park in our new trailer.  

We unloaded all the items that we wanted to hang inside the trailer.  We hung some pictures, and threw out all the paper protecting the pictures.  Granted, we had additional pictures to hang, and we were going to hang the rest the next day. 

It was about 6:15PM and everyone was hungry for dinner.  I started cooking inside the trailer since it was already getting dark outside.  We ate dinner, took a long walk through the woods with our dog, Beans. 

We returned to the trailer, and I started to wash dishes.  Bulldog Man reminded me that sharp knives were inside the sink of soapy water, and to be careful because they were sharp.  I acknowledge what he said, was very careful with every knife except one.  I didn’t see it in the soapy water, and slid my fingers through the water and directly into a blade of a large cutting knife.  Ouch!!!!  My finger began bleeding; good thing we were carrying a first aid kit.  Bulldog Man took care of my bleeding finger, cleaned it, added antiseptic, and a band aid to stop the bleeding (no pictures taken of this incident, we didn’t want to gross y’all out).  

Later that evening, I’m in the trailer getting ready for bed.  I start to wash my face, and brush my teeth, and I notice water inside the shower coming up from the shower drain and on the floor.  I holler for Bulldog Man, he comes running, and I ask him if he had turned the water on in the trailer or spilt water.  He didn’t, we both were wondering what was going on.   

Bulldog Man checked the panel which displays all the water tanks (drinking, grey, and black water).  All tanks indicate the water levels were completely full.  

What the heck??  We’ve only had water running to fill ½ a sink in the kitchen in order to wash dishes.  Something wasn’t right!   Come to find out, the day we picked up the trailer at the dealership, their maintenance staff filled all the water tanks (to test them) and the tanks were never drained after testing; we had no idea.  This caused both of us to walk up to the state park’s bath house, and take our showers there, and use the bathroom facility the entire trip. 

Day 2, the sunrises nicely, and it’s supposed to be another beautiful day, with no rain.   We finish putting up pictures, when I start to realize my hand made dream catcher from Arizona was nowhere to be found.  Oh no, did I mistakenly throw it out with all the loose paper?

I panicked, grabbed the broom and had Bulldog Man come and help me dumpster dive for our garbage.  We ended up at the garbage container at the back side of the park, digging through everyone’s trash bags to find our garbage bags to make sure we didn’t mistakenly throw out the dream catcher (an expensive gift from my husband).    While digging, we realized we need a hook-type device with a long pole, because we weren’t going to dive completely into the trash dumpster.  As I continue checking the trash with my broom, Bulldog Man goes back to the trailer to create a hook-type device, to help pull/move garbage bags.  While in the trailer, he’s digging in our closet, when he comes across a bag, not yet gone through.  Guess what was inside the bag…………………………………….

The dream catcher.  It wasn’t tossed out by accident……Bulldog Man walks down to the dumpster where I’m pulling out garbage bags, swinging the dream catcher and singing. Minutes after tossing back all the bags I searched through, the Game Warden and Sheriff come upon us walking back to the trailer. They were investigating a 911 call of a person looting through the garbage in the park.  My husband and I turned to each other and laughed, the Game Warden and Sheriff looked at us as if we were crazy……and then I confessed.  They shook their heads, laughed, realized the 911 call was nothing, and continued on their way. 

Day 3, the inside of our trailer was extremely cold.  The night before, we opened all the windows, went to bed and woke to the cold; 42 degrees outside.  We turned on the heater; warm air starts to blow….heating up the trailer nicely.  I crawled back into bed when all of a sudden this loud alarm goes off.    Bulldog Man and I both jumped out of bed nearly falling over one another to find what was going on.  Come to find out there was no fire.  The heater blew particles in the air (first time ever running the heater), the particles set off the alarm.  

The moral of this story, check everything while you’re close to home when you purchase an RV before using it on long trips.

 

We’ve fixed, found, and drained everything necessary in our trailer, we’re ready for our next trip.

Now stop laughing!!!