We woke up to a cute little bird sitting on our mirror, looking very fat and happy. After packing things in for travel mode, we moved a short distance to Golden Sun RV Resort. We looked in at the rec center, 8 pool tables, swimming pool and spa, a large exercise room, a huge library, a card room, ceramics room and many planned activities including live music dances on Saturday nights. They have planned hikes, excursions, golf nearby and volunteers pick seasonal fruit for local food banks. They serve dinners and breakfasts every weekend.
Trade books, stored in the Bronco, came out of hiding. Found two Anita Shreves and picked three new authors to try since the price is a simple trade.
Apache Junction’s post office is the biggest I’ve ever seen. I waited in line for twenty minutes to pick up one piece of mail. I got the scoop later in the evening from Nancy and Tom who shared a table with us at the Moose for their Friday night fish & Chips.
“I used to be a snowbird, said Tom. Now I live here. Any business we have, we take care of in the summer otherwise you wait in lines all over town. The snowbird invasion.” He chuckled. Locals love it and hate it. Great for business but, inconvenience comes with it.
Tom recommended several places to eat. He seems to know them all.
Today, I’ll contact friends and relatives I hope to see.