Day 25- Hell shower ,female freak out day and U.S.S Midway

Day 25
Friday January 28, 2011


The day started out good. Colton is my new exercise partner, his job is to make sure I run everyday. I have got to get rid of this back end that keeps following me everywhere I go. He got me up and we jogged up above Old town. The houses were so amazing. I love Idaho, but when I passed the houses I thought, now why do I live in Idaho? Oh ya, I know why. Idaho is not on a fault line and it isn't so expensive. And of course all my friends and family. I can see why people love it in Cali though.

After I huffed and puffed around the old town hills with Colton, asking myself how could I let myself get in such horrible condition. We got back and immediately got on the road. We headed to Balboa Park where I had the worst experience of our trip.

I know I have mentioned how much I hate dry camping, well this morning only intensified the hate.
Before we were to start our day I wanted to get cleaned up. I headed into our R.V. shower in the Balboa park parking lot. I knew I was going to have to do a military shower. I didn't know it would end up being a 99 cent store shower(you'll understand soon).
I got in and started the water, I got wet and turned the water off. Soaped up my whole body turned on the water only to have it spit at me a few times before it decided to stop completely.
I started to scream," BALANCE OUT THE R.V. "! I thought that if we balanced it out there would be more water. No such luck. NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING! I started yelling, "I NEED WATER"! I had bought 3 big gallon water jugs the day before at the dollar store. "Somebody get the water from under the R.V."! Nothing, except Carston did come in and tell me that the phone was for me. I begged and pleaded for some water. Then I screamed and screamed. Corey came back. I don't know where he had disappeared to. He saved me once again. He found the 99 cent store jug that the boy's said we didn't have. I slowly poured a little and screamed so loud that the car driving by came to a screeching halt. I am sure they thought there was a murder in the R.V. The water was freezing. I couldn't do it. So I yelled at Colton to pour some water in my big glass measuring bowl to warm it up in the microwave. I was a complete mess and so mad, so mad and cold so, so cold! And my skin was starting to burn from the soap. Finally I yelled out," Colton what is taking so long"? He said, "its not warming up". I yelled," never mind" and he sent in what was no longer freezing cold water to just cold water. I poured it on my freezing body. Then I had to take the ice cold 99 cent water jug and rinse the rest of my soapy, cold, fat body! I screamed and cried with all my soul. My husband finally hollered out,:" Allysun get a hold of yourself". I couldn't I was just so mad! I let the natural man in me have complete control. I wanted to run away and not come back. I got out of the shower and had no towel of my own, because mine had been stolen from Pismo beach laundry mat. My towel that I just can't get over loosing. I cried and screamed" this trip was the worst idea ever, the worst idea ever! I flailed my cold shaking body onto my bed and laid there and cried. I stared at the wall and said never again, I will never go through that experience again. I know that there are many more things way more horrible then what I had just experienced, but to me it was horrible just horrible. For anyone who does not know me very well. I take two baths a day at home. I have been called a mermaid by many of my close friends. I know that I live a very blessed life and that I can be a pretty spoiled woman. Especially when it comes to my baths and showers. I am very aware that water is such a huge blessing. Not just water but lots of it and hot water at that.


I am still trying to recover from the trauma and the bad headache from that hell of a shower. I am sorry if I offend anyone with the cuss word but that is how strongly I feel about that experience. Nothing else would do.



I finally got dressed and we headed over to our waiting spot for the trolley. I had to have Codey run and get my phone because I was expecting a call from the boy's school. Which is a whole other headache in itself. He had been drinking a coke, which is great parenting I know. We got to the trolley stop with everyone staring out at us and waiting for us to get on. I turned around to get Addy out of the Stroller and to my horror saw that she had a coke can in her hand and was drinking it. I grabbed it and threw it away. Then I felt I needed to quickly explain to all the trolley passengers that were staring at me that we do not let our baby drink coke just our 11 year old. Not one person cracked a smile, you could tell that they were super impressed with us. Codey came back and we got on the trolley. We cruised around the Balboa park and I barked at any family member that sat to close to me. I was still in a very angry state. We saw and heard a little bit about the park and I am sure on any other day I would have enjoyed it. But instead I wanted to get back to the R.V. and move on to our next destination.







As we were being brought back to our parking spot you could see our R.V. and Corey said, "oh nice, real nice". The R.V was still jacked up from my shower experience and hadn't been put back down. So it looked like total white trash parked there, jacked up for all our trolley friends to see. As soon as we got off Corey said, "walk the other way lets wait until they leave to walk over to the R.V. We waited for them to leave instead we heard the trolley bell ring and out ran a nice oriental man bringing me Addy's tennis shoes. We thanked him then hung our heads in shame as we walked back to our Jacked up R.V.





We moved on to our next wonderful experience of the Day. We drove to the Hotel Del Coronado. Only to find once again how hard it is to find a parking spot in our Memory Bus. So we drove past it and then made a u turn and headed back. By the time we found some parking Addy was a sleep and Corey was ready to be away from me. So I took the boys and started to walk to the Hotel Del Coronado still in my natural man state. Grumpy so Grumpy! I asked to have some space while we walked. Caleb then bumped into Carston and Carston got mad at Caleb and pushed him then the fighting began. I said, "never mind, I can't walk any further with you". So I headed back and said you guys don't deserve to see the Hotel. So we got back in the R.V. I explained to Corey that I couldn't handle it on my own today and we decided to got to the U.S.S. Midway instead. As we were driving off my cute husband said, "I'll bring you back some day honey when we get rid of these free loaders". Don't worry he didn't say it loud just loud enough for me to hear and enough to make me smile and look forward to that time.





We made it to the U.S.S Midway after much help from Colton. He has been an absolute Angel at least most of the time on this trip. We rely so much on him and he is such a huge help! He always get us to our destination with the help of the Tom Tom. We got to the ship and surprise, parking was an issue. So Corey dropped us off at what we thought was the place to by the tickets instead it was a seafood restaurant. I wandered around looking for a place to get Addy some water for a bottle. She was not feeling well and had been a bit grumpy herself. That is where Corey came up with Friday female freak out day. I finally found a bathroom. I asked the boys to make sure they washed there hands when there done using the restroom. Some guy that was coming out hopped on his bike and said that's going to be a little hard there's a guy in there washing his hair. Poor Codey wandered out with this bewildered look on his face and said I need to go # 2 but there are no doors on the bathrooms and there is a homeless guy in there washing his hair. So we walked about a block away to where the real entrance to the ship was. On our way there we found Corey and he was mad because he had to pay 18 dollars to park. Then we went to get our tickets and it was a lot more expensive then what I had been told. It was a big chunk of change. We got on the ship and the boys had a great time. They really enjoyed it. I enjoyed it also but was still trying to shake my bad mood.







After we went through the tour which was a 2 and half hour tour. We decided to say goodbye to California and head to Arizona. We had to get gas, so cute Colton found us the nearest gas station that ended up being in the ghettos. It was very nerve wracking for my husband. We got on the road and drove for about 2 hours then we got off the freeway to stop and let one of the boys use the bathroom. We still were out of water and didn't want to use the R.V. one. Corey was pulling off the road to turn around when we got high centered and stuck in the dirt. Corey and the boys got out and tried to do what they could while I took the wheel and put on the gas when I was told. A couple of trucks drove by. My husband was stressed to the max because we were right by the Mexican border and we have heard nothing but scary stories about the border. After the boys got done saying a prayer 2 military border patrol men came to our rescue. They pulled us out. We were so grateful! We had to put all the bikes back on the R.V. and then we were off again. We decided to go to a place called Quartzsite that a gentlemen had told Corey about back in Pismo Beach. He told us it was the R.V.ing Mecca and the worlds biggest flea market. We got there and it was late so we ended up staying in the McDonald's parking lot with a million more R.V.s. Colton woke me up to take me jogging except there was no place to jog in the packed parking lot. We got on the road and headed to Phoenix. We made it to Phoenix and found a really nice campground. Yea ,Yea ,Yea. Water, Water, Water! We cleaned up our messy R.V. had some dinner and watched some movies. Tomorrow we get to see some family The Holchalters. Then we will get to see our friends the Halls I am so excited to see familiar faces. We miss our friends and family so much!




And don't worry I canceled my plane ticket home. My husband keeps asking me when my flight back home leaves. You better check yourself before you wreck your self. No judging me!