Day 4 - South Padre Island
|Monday, January 25, 2021: We were woken up before 7:00 AM by the maskless, chain-smoking neighbors behind us chatting endlessly with the neighbors who were trying to pack up to leave next to us.
|We realized that no matter how nice our paid-extra-for-it patio was, when there are people all around who are desperate to smoke, breathe, and chat in your space, we couldn't possibly use it and it was time to go.
|Annette Fungicello agreed. So we had some leftover Black-eyed Pea entrees for breakfast and each had a shower in our teeny-tiny bathroom, then asked the office if we could move to one of the empty waterfront sites we had seen when we first arrived.
|The office kindly agreed and we immediately moved to a beautiful new location ...
|... where we could throw open every window and door.
|Not only did we end up with this view to the northwest, ...
|... and this view to the southeast, but we saved money. This spot didn't have a sewer connection, but with a dump station nearby, we didn't need it.
|We opened up the van completely and dried our towels in the breeze.
|We put up the poptop, ...
|... unzipped all of the screen windows, and each went up there to test it out. Ohhhhhh, it was nice.
|We don't think we will ever try to have both of us sleep up there, but one of us will definitely try it someday.
|Check out the view from up here! We were next to a tidal marsh and we arrived at the lowest point in the tide. By nighttime, more than half of the area had filled in with water.
|Lunch was sliced ham with Black-eyed Pea side dishes: cornbread stuffing and coleslaw, ...
|... followed by a late afternoon cocktail hour of Schilling Cider with chips and salsa. Not shown: checking various space-related websites for news as to when the SpaceX test flight might be.
|We tried our snap-on screen for the back door for the very first time, and loved it.
|Annette Fungicello was loving the view until it became partly blocked by a new next-door neighbor. Fortunately, they were quiet and left the first thing the next morning. We did admire the name of their rig, posted on the side: V'GER.
|We also snuck a picture of their cool map of places they've visited.
|Here's another picture of The Ocho, because we love taking pictures of it.
|The tidal marsh was filling with water by early evening.
|We could see large birds out in the water, ...
|... so we went on a walk for a closer look.
|We walked to the pier to look at the sunset until it disappeared, ...
|... then headed to the other side ...
|... to enjoy the pelicans and their antics.
|Tom spotted dolphins in the water, ...
|... so we watched as several pairs of dolphins surfaced for the next ten minutes or so, including this parent-child pair in the upper right of this picture.
|We could see fuzzy outlines across the hazy water, but weren't sure if we were seeing SpaceX buildings. A couple of days later, we confirmed that we were.
|We got this lovely photo on our way back to our spot.
|Also on our walk back, we discovered that Debbie's foot had fire ants on it. Each one of those little red dots produced a strange itching/burning pain and left marks that were still visible weeks later.
|Back in our little Bundlings utopia, dinner was served. We had some leftover ribs that we pulled out of the freezer before we left, along with Black-eyed Pea cornbread and sides: cinnamon apples and broccoli-rice casserole. That half-gallon of milk we had bought was a delicious dinner beverage, and we reused the container to mix up powdered milk for our next few meals.
|Our new spot was located more than two spots from the community restroom, but it was a pleasant evening walk, especially with the spooky fog.
|The bathrooms were spotless and always deserted - one perk of being surrounded by Class A motorhomes who have giant bathrooms in their rigs and don't need to use the community bathrooms.
|Shhhhh, it's night time. We left our back windows uncovered since there was no one behind us, so we got to fall asleep with the lights of South Padre Island in the distance.
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