Visiting Friends, Family, Zombieland and London Bridge

London Bridge in Lake Havasu City, Arizona

Even when doing your best to live free and easy, life is seldom without problems.  We have done well this summer and had no issues at all with our car or RV.  But a couple of times during the last few months, the LP Gas detector alarm in our RV went off (usually between midnight and 3 am in the morning!).  The last couple of weeks this has happened more frequently. After being loudly jarred out of bed three times one night in Torrey, it was time to make sure we did not have a gas leak. 

We decided to head for St. George, Utah as we have good friends that live there and we were referred to a place in St. George to diagnose our RV.  Reluctantly we left the Torrey area, hoping to come right back and spend more time visiting Bryce Canyon and other parks in the area.

We spent three nice days visiting our friends, Carla and Jerry, who had met us earlier in the summer when we were in Florence, Oregon.  But alas our RV did not get fixed.  We took it to three different places and got a different answer each time as to the problem.  (Our RV is new and made in Canada and not every repair center is familiar with its particularities.)  David got on the computer and found a dealer/service center for our RV in Mesa, Arizona, part of the huge Phoenix metroplex.  So temporarily, we gave up our plans of spending more time in Utah’s parks and headed for the Phoenix area.

As I have mentioned before, both of us have gotten pretty spoiled to cool weather and it was still 95 degrees in the Phoenix area.  But on the good side, I have a cousin that lives in Scottsdale, so off we went to get our RV fixed and to visit family. 

Since we wanted to stay near the RV repair place in Mesa, we found a commercial campground nearby. The place was strangely vacant when we arrived. Except for the staff at the check in desk, there was no one to be seen. No one in the pool or at the golf course and though there were many RVs about, no one seemed to be at home. But after all, it was 95 degrees, so we didn't think too much about it.

We were meeting my cousin, Penny and some friends for dinner so we left fairly quickly to drive to Scottsdale. When we returned later that night the true nature of our situation became clear.  Maybe we were just hot and disoriented or maybe we really did step into the ‘Twighlight Zone.'   It was dark and the moon was rising.  Very slowly the residents emerged from their RVs and Park Homes.  They were pale and some were dressed in pajamas or house robes.   They sat in lawn chairs under their awnings staring at books.  They didn’t look up or say hi.  It was very, very scary.  Our fears were confirmed -- we were camping in Zombieland!

David and I got up early the next morning and took our RV to the shop. We didn't have a gas leak, which was a relief.  With everything checked out and ready to go, we left 'Zombieland' and drove three hours to Lake Havasu City, Arizona to visit my aunt Vicki.  London Bridge fell down and moved to Lake Havasu City about 35 years ago.  We had fun with my aunt acting as tour guide and we spent the night at a very non zombie-like campground on the shores of Lake Havasu.