We don’t see Jim and Elle a lot, but we’ve seen them for a lot of years.
We first met about fifteen years ago at an RV Park in Golden, Colorado; motorhomes parked side-by-side. We only talked for a few minutes, but six months later we met up again at Gulf Waters RV Resort on Mustang Island outside Corpus Christi. It’s been like that; we end up at the same State Park, or the same commercial RV park in whatever state, or we stayed at their house above Carbondale in Colorado. Now they’re in Scottsdale. We all just keep making these meetups happen. Last night they brought pizza and chocolate cupcakes with whipped cream to our house for dinner around the campfire until, if you can believe it, we got chased inside by a rainstorm!
But now we’re farther south, in a commercial RV park in Mesa, much closer to our son’s house. Still north of Matt, but a lot closer.