This morning I had wanted to get up early so I could sign up for the some of the craft classes that I wanted to take. George didn't realize this and let me sleep. Of course Laurie tried calling me several times, however I couldn't hear my phone as it was out in the main cabin and I was in the bedroom with George's oxygen concentrator filling one of his bottles, plus a freight train was chugging by as well. To say the lease I was a bit annoyed. On the other hand George thought he was doing me a favor by letting me sleep in. Of course I was use to the FMCA rally in Perry, GA. At that rally, if you don't get to the sign-ups at 8 when it opens, they sell out. Tomorrow the main events begin. Today we went to the Studebaker Museum which was very nice and begins chronologically from wagons to the last car made in 1964. Then we went to KFC for lunch, and headed to the National New York Central Train Museum. It was very difficult to get there as many of the streets were closed due to track repair, plus the tracks that weren't being repaired had lots of freight trains. The trains are so long that there are signs requesting that drivers turn their engines off when waiting for the train to pass by.
This museum was interesting as it had a lot of miniature trains in every gauge track. They also had a beautiful minature train set up with lots of detail. In addition they have also have two full size engines, a steam and a diesel, plus several different box cars and dining cars that need to be restored. Plus we learned what signs that said, "Do Not Hump!" means? In a rail yard with maybe 40 deadend tracks in a fan shape pattern and those tracks all converge into one main track that goes over a hump. Train cars are stored on specific tracks in the fan to wait to be picked up to go to their desination. An engine will push the various cars up the hump and allow gravity to pull them down the other side and the train yard controller is able to slow the cars or just let them roll until they stop. "Do Not Hump!" are labels placed on train cars that have a fragile load and can't handle the Hump storage method. We came back early to let Abby out and relax some before we went to the dinner that we bought tickets for. Of course while I was relaxing, George, Laurie and Bob went over to look at the new coaches on display. I knew I had to get down before 5 to building A, so I went to take my scooter, but I couldn't get it to move. So I ended up taking a schuttle instead. So when I arrived, George wanted to know why I didn't come on the scooter? So I told him it was dead. So he told me it couldn't be. Then proceeded to remind me about the switch. I told him I used the switch like he said. So at some point, I told him, I couldn't find the locks we bought. That was when I found out why the scooter wouldn't work., as He exclaimed, "Deb, I put the lock on the back wheel!!!" Of course, during the whole dinner I was thinking I had killed the scooter. So I left after dinner and went back to find out? The lock indeed was wrapped around the wheel! I was able to move some of the numbers on the combination but two of the rows appeared jammed. Laurie came to find out why I left, and she couldn't move the lock either. So after Laurie and I went back to where the guys were, I told George about the lock. He decided to go back and the rest of us went back too. When we arrived back George and Bob were able to get it untangled and it appeared that there was no damage. After a bit Bob decided he wanted to get a hair cut, so we all went so we could get DQ too. While Bob was getting his hair cut we all went over to the local dollar store. I like to occassionally brouse through them. As we were checking out it began to VAVOOM with torrents of heavy rain and wind. George got saturated when Laurie inadverntly had the doors locked and I got drenched as the water was pouring like a waterfall off the roof of the store. Laurie picked me up, and then we picked Bob up and he too was drenched. There was instant flooding everywhere. When we got back to our Motorhome there was a lake about 5" deep to get in the door. I figured Abby was going to have to swim to go out., but the water seeped into the ground fairly fast. Now I'm watching Silver Streak with Gene Wilder. Love that movie!
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