Strange pairings at the camp ground on father's day weekend.

Well, I guess I was someone's strange neighbor last Father's Day weekend.

Why? I was traveling alone, and had driven the MH 350 miles that day, sometimes in the wind, then stopped for groceries before setting up camp. I took a long walk, watched a good movie with supper and went to bed. I broke camp at 6:30 the next morning as I had 200 miles to go and be set up by lunchtime where the rest of my party were meeting me.