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Updated 7/4/19
For Phase II of our Big Travel Trailer Trip, we’re heading north and west across the top of the country (perhaps in Canada as well) to the Pacific Northwest. For our first stop we chose rural Bedford, Pennsylvania just to get a bit down the road and still be close enough to return home in case we forgot something major. Fortunately we hadn’t forgotten anything; unfortunately the trailer’s air conditioner decided to go on the fritz. We sweltered a bit until a huge thunder/windstorm cooled things down nicely.
Friendship Village Campground is large and clean, quite full the weekend we visited, with the usual smallish distance between RV units -- but lots of open common area spaces. We enjoyed walking Pippi around the catch-and-release fishing lake (picture of said lake near sunset) and relaxing outside in the cool evening after the thunderstorm. This campground is a nice choice for families with kids – a couple of swimming pools, playgrounds, said fishing lake, and lots of scheduled activities (bands in the open air barn, a Relay for Life walk around the lake, etc.)
From Bedford we headed towards Pittsburgh, stopping en route at the Flight 93 National Memorial. Beautiful site, but (inevitably) incredibly depressing.
In Pittsburgh, we visited dear friends Barb & Rick at their home in the hilly Brookline neighborhood. I mean REALLY hilly … naturally we’d dropped our trailer off at the Raccoon Creek State Park campground before heading here. Look at these Brookline streets!
Other than visiting our friends, our short Pittsburgh stay was largely focused on trying to find someone to look at our AC unit problem. If you’re looking for a booming business idea, get into RV repair…. Everyone we talked to was extremely nice, but booked solid for the foreseeable future. We’ll be lucky to get our AC fixed in the next several weeks, and of course we’re plotting our route to accommodate getting service scheduled. Temps have been very warm, but not in the truly sweltering range; and nights cool down beautifully.
Would we come back?
Would we come back?
Some states just never fire my imagination. Pennsylvania is one of them. Large parts of the East Coast leave me that way, so it's not just sunny PA. We have friends in PA, so we may be back but, speaking for myself, that's the only draw. (I hear Google is building an autonomous car test facility near Pittsburgh, so that's a bit of a draw, I'll admit. That is, if ever I wanted to work for a large Internet advertising company, which is all Google is, despite its many attempts to shed its roots.)
Would we live here?
Would we live here?
Probably not. I wouldn't curse my fate if I ended up in a place like Pittsburgh or Philadelphia, but... no.
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