On Thursday, July 3rd, we arrived at the Shade Acres Campground, which we affectionately entitled ‘The Redneck Campground’. As we turned into the R.V. Park, I thought for a second that dad had made a wrong turn somewhere at that we were in West Virginia rather than Ohio.
As John, Nicole and I explored this Nascar mecca, my qualms were made true when we encountered the “Redneck Wind chimes”, essentially four cans of beer strung together hanging from a porch, and discovered that even the toddles were smoking and chewing tobacco.
On the morning of the fourth of July, I Awoke from a not too fitful night of sleep due to the fact that the campers next door had a little too much alcohol the evening before and were up the whole time hooting and hollering.
A few hours later, we went to Put-In-Bay, which is a cozy little island on lake Erie. We spent the bulk of the day biking around the island, stopping for ice cream and heading up a tower that could see over the lake. John was terrified of the elevator, which appeared to be nothing more than a box of held by a string. Dad couldn’t stop taking pictures; it seemed as if Steve Kabedee stowed away in our R.V. We are now on the way to Indiana.
As John, Nicole and I explored this Nascar mecca, my qualms were made true when we encountered the “Redneck Wind chimes”, essentially four cans of beer strung together hanging from a porch, and discovered that even the toddles were smoking and chewing tobacco.
On the morning of the fourth of July, I Awoke from a not too fitful night of sleep due to the fact that the campers next door had a little too much alcohol the evening before and were up the whole time hooting and hollering.
A few hours later, we went to Put-In-Bay, which is a cozy little island on lake Erie. We spent the bulk of the day biking around the island, stopping for ice cream and heading up a tower that could see over the lake. John was terrified of the elevator, which appeared to be nothing more than a box of held by a string. Dad couldn’t stop taking pictures; it seemed as if Steve Kabedee stowed away in our R.V. We are now on the way to Indiana.
By Mikey
2 comments:
Can you pick me up one of those red neck wind chimes?
I need a nice Christmas present for Emily!
Get er Done!!
I think that this would make for the next great National Lampoons Movie. I can picture Chevy Chase playing Pastor Mike.
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