Upon our arrival at the campground Dustin hopped out and got our registration and graciously offered to stand outside while he filled our holding tank with water.
About the time he got back in the truck I realized that my turn in the downpour was coming. We pulled up to the site and he looked back at me (squished between the kids) and said, "Ya ready?"
If I were thinking I would have said, "No." But like the wonderful wife and mother I am I told him I was ready.
He got out and I climbed into the front seat. The dog was sitting in the front seat and was completely overcome with excitement thereby making the climb into the front not an easy one. The rain was so loud that it took me a few minutes to realize that my butt was honking the horn. By far one of my prouder moments.
For some stupid reason I thought an umbrella was going to provide me with some level of protection. However, when it rains as hard as it was, my poor umbrella could not keep up and the rain just came through the fabric. I quickly threw that to the side and figured "What the hell!"
After everything was said and done there were a few cuss words exchanged and hysterical laughter. I mean honestly at a moment like that...what else is there to do but laugh.
It took our clothes 2 days to dry.
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