Day 15 – July 3, 2019

We were all sleeping peacefully, and then… KAAAABOOOOMMM!

The ear shattering sound of thunder immediately above the tent had all three of us awake and ducking for cover.

Seconds later came the rain. Quickly, the soft patter of droplets gave way to the deluge.

We grabbed the essentials and ran for the van.

Not naming names, but because someone decided not stake down the rain fly, water was pouring into the tent. I grabbed the stakes, the hammer, and my water proof windbreaker and made a run for the tent.

I’m not sure if my water proof windbreaker is defective or made for wuss California weather, but I quickly learned the hard fact that the jacket is neither water proof nor does a good job of wind protection.

As I bent over to drive the stakes, it felt like I was directly under a waterfall. The water soaking every inch of my clothing from my cap to my socks.

After driving in a mere five stakes, I retreated to the van. At that point I was reduced to being a walking puddle; making everything in my wake soaked just like me.

We are at the point in the trip where we need to do laundry. So there are no clean clothes left. Kathy put together an ensemble of slightly dirty (but wonderfully dry) clothes so I could enjoy the rest of the day.

We were back in a themepark today. World’s of Fun is Kansas City’s largest amusement park. The park has several large coasters and lots of other rides and shows. We get in free with our Knotts Berry Farm annual passes.

We figured the park would be crowded given it’s the day before the Fourth. But we were wrong. The place was empty and we had the run of it.

Attached to our Knotts passes are two meal plans that give us four full sized meals each day we visit any affiliated park. We also have free drinks all day, too. I figured that the savings of not paying for admission, parking, food, and drinks during the day totalled at least $250. We paid for nothing.

As we were preparing to leave, Kathy took a look at the weather and it suggested a high likelihood of thunderstorms. Before she could ask the question, I agreed we should go retrieve the tent and get a room for the evening.

We got settled in and gave Cassie and Matt a call to find out about Sandy’s services and just to catch up. It was nice talking to them.

So this night, instead of sweating on a hot air mattress, we luxuriated in an actual bed, soaking in actual air conditioning and not worrying about the next storm. Tonight we bravely say, “Bring it on.”