This was not the worse say I have ever had but it was pretty close. We said our good bye and did our hugs. We even got hugs from Shirley and Jon. At ten or quarter to ten we headed out behind Alan and Sandy. As we turned the corner out of Casa Grande and we heard a loud bang. We pulled into the nearest driveway and confirmed we had a bad owie on the trailer. Broken leaf springs. It took us an hour and a half to find a mechanic here in Casa Grande to fix it. The lady in the jewelry store kept coming out to check on us. Then we had to negotiate with Good Sam and another hour for the Mechanic to come fix it. The first mechanic I was looked like 90 years old. But for his age he was very nimble. Then the owner showed up 22 yes old. Anyway the kid had to drive back Phoenix to get the parts which took 3.5 hours. While we were waiting many people wanted to come get us or me. But Steve threw an absolute fit so I stayed. We got subs from Firehouse. I got caught up on my Yahtzee games and walked the dogs so Hazel could find the exact place that she like to poop on. She owes me a pee but that is not likely to happen. Finally at 4:30 the part's arrived and work began. The young owner left the old man to do the work.
Finally about 6:30 the kid and a friend came and finished the job by flashlight about 7:30 we were on the road
finally . We are now parked in the parking lot of Whitfield automotive and RV repair. Hopefully the cops won't come and roust us for illegal boon docking. Of course the satellite is up and running as is the generator. Steve turned in the wrong driveway and we almost didn't get out. When he pulled to the correct driveway but for the grace of God we didn't hit the building. All in all we have had better days.
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