This morning Diane made me get a COVID booster and a flu shot. The pharmacist who gave them to me used the same hole twice, I swear. And she wasn’t in a hurry as she pushed the needle in very slowly, both times. Now my left arm hurts and I must cease doing anything that requires my left arm to move. Diane got her vaccines too and is without complaints.

One thing I’ve been meaning to share with you about this RV Park is that a garbage truck makes the rounds to our three dumpsters every day at least once. I don’t think they are all full every day, but no garbage spends the night in Fiddler’s Cove. Kind of nice. Diane’s thoughts about zero garbage accumulation are no food for rodents.

As the day progressed, my reaction to the shots got worse and worse. Not only the physical pain from the needles but I think I actually went through all the agonies of flu and COVID together before Diane made me take a shower and go to bed. I was actually miserable. I guess that makes me a whiner, but I don’t care. I just didn’t feel good. The shower was nice.

Since that reaction dominated my thought process most of the day, that’s pretty much all I’ve got to share. At least I got the news about garbage out to you. That was important.

I’m stopping now, right after this …

This was taken on 9/28/24 from behind our rig. I had to clarify that because I’m far to happy in this photo for it have been taken on the 29th. You can see the San Diego Coronado Bay Bridge in the background.

Here’s what the bridge looks like at night.