If you noticed...
we're heading the wrong way.
Why you ask. (Come on, ask)
Well, Hubby has to see oh, I mean Cotton Top has a few work stops before we go...east.
So where is the excitement.
That happened when we got of the freeway went down a wrong road and ended up in a cul de sac which I think RV drivers have nightmares about. Hubby/Cotton Top however is no mere mortal so we got out of there easy peasy with just a bit of squeeking...and no that wasn't me. It was the ball hitch that should have been greased. So if you live in Anaheim and where awoken by squeeks at 6:30 AM that was us and we're sorry. (I couldn't resist taking a picture of it.lol)