Adventures, adventures, and more adventure

    Ok, hang on for this one. This one is going to come in two (2) parts. Lets start with a more humorous side. The Villages. So, we're camped right outside the villages at a Horse Resort. That's the best I can explain it. There are a few rv sites but most of the place is set up for horse shows and exhibits combined with dog shows which include agility competitions. The place is 400 acres of horse stuff and just a few for rv'ers, So, not much to do here if you don't have a horse, so lets go into the Villages. There is one thing you notice right away in the villages and that's there is a lot of old people here. Once again, what is old? There are golf carts everywhere, there is resturants everywhere and there is a band plalying every night in the town squares and dancing, dancing and more dancing. These so called old people are not going away quietly. Looking around you can see previous social status here is just that, previous. CEO's, bankers, lawyers, and the school custodian are all there to enjoy there life, after all, they earned it. Looking around you will notice children and grand children are visiting and most are just watching to see how these so called old people are spending there time, jealousy may be the word for the day with the hope of some day being able to slide into home the same way.

   Now for the good stuff. If you have anything that runs on diesel this will definitely interest you. So our traveling partners are headed back to there camp site and notice they are in need of diesel for their truck. Pulling into the service station the first thing you look for is the diesel pumps, they are marked by the GREEN handles. So, he spots the green fuel pump and stops. Plugs in the nozzle and begins to pump. Guess what? Green is a recognized standard for diesel, not a Law. Pumping in the fuel Bruce notices, this is not diesel, it's gasoline. STOP. Too late. He has pumped in 9 gallons of reg. gas. DO  NOT start that engine or the $$$$$$$ signs will really mount up. What to do? It's 6 pm and the tow truck won't be there for a couple of hours. The tow truck arrives and hauls the contaminated truck to the Ford garage. All they need to do is drain the tank and refill with pure diesel. Well, that sounds so simple. Nothing is simple, you know that. Long story cut short, it will be four (4) days and a pocket full of money and we're not talking front pocket money either. What is the silver lining here? He could have started the engine, then we would be talking and talking and talking. BP petroleum  products and Kangaroo service stations will be facing the wrath of a woman scorned, Miss Debbie, doesn't give up her money with out a blood bath or a pound of flesh being rendered.