Had a great start to the day by having our friends over for breakfast. The couple with whom we had camped at American Girl Mine Rd arrived not long after I finished putting a new solar input plug on Nitsitapiisinni. As I said the other day, it is nice to have the portable handy if there is a cloudy day. We live solely on 12 volt power from our two 6 volt, 120 amp hour batteries. The friends had taken a couple of days to go see other friends near Yuma and came here to continue their education and experience of being boondocking nomads. We felt that experiencing RTR would be very good for them.
I think I mentioned that we're in an area by the LGBT group. We didn't think a thing about it. Some people are uncomfortable around people who are part of the LGBT community. Most of those who are uncomfortable seem to either (i) have some strong religious aversion, or (ii) have never been around anyone with different sexual orientation. We don't think about it because so many of our good friends are homosexual. They're just good people and good friends. There is no way one would know we are camped among the LGBT if there wasn't a sign on the road. I mean, when was the last time you asked any friend, gay or straight, about their sex life? Sorry, whether their partner is the same or opposite sex, I really don't want to know what goes on in their bedroom. It should be a non-issue. The only reason they camp together as a group is to make it easier to get together to share and support one another in a hostile society. That shouldn't have to be necessary. Unfortunately, it is.
We had twelve people for dinner. Actually we did a potluck. Four of the twelve were old friends with whom we were camping. Six were new friends we made since we arrived. Pamela has a wonderful ability to get people together.
The group was very diverse. There were conservative and liberals, gays and straights, couples and singles, retired professionals and those who had spent their lives doing manual labor, those living in teardrops, vans, class-c, trailers and fifth-wheels. We all shared our food and our friendship. We ate, drank, talked, laughed and shared life stories until late into the evening. Now that is community! It was so much fun.
The group was very diverse. There were conservative and liberals, gays and straights, couples and singles, retired professionals and those who had spent their lives doing manual labor, those living in teardrops, vans, class-c, trailers and fifth-wheels. We all shared our food and our friendship. We ate, drank, talked, laughed and shared life stories until late into the evening. Now that is community! It was so much fun.
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