Where's the Van?

You’ve heard of “Where’s Waldo?” and perhaps even “Where’s George?”

Now play, “Where’s the van?




I mentioned in an earlier posting that when we park in RV parks, we look particularly petite among the behemoths.

To demonstrate . . . just try to find us in this picture. We're discretely parked at the Fountain Valley RV Park in Colorado Springs, CO, next to the Montanas and the Prowlers and the Grizzlies and the Silverbacks and the Stupendous Gashogs and the other powerfully named RVs. (And the vehicles in this park weren't even particularly gigundo compared to the ones in SOME parks we’ve stayed in . . . )