Oh, if it’s not one thing, it’s another.
So, the air conditioner conked out when I was in Vermont. I made arrangements to get that taken care of and was going to kind of hang loose until the appointed time.
Not optimal, but sometime you just have to do stuff like that.
Then, the second night I was at Mountainview Campground, I was awakened by a dreadful sound coming from the inverter/convertor. I leapt up, and opened the cabinet to see what was happening. The display was flashing and numbers were cycling rapidly. I couldn’t figure out what was going on so I went and unplugged the cord from the pedestal. I figured I’d deal with it in the morning.
When I awoke, I plugged the cord back in and things seemed to be working. I thought maybe I needed to clean out the compartment. I got out the vacuum and cleaned out the dust bunnies.
I don’t like to take chances with electricity, so I started calling around for someone to help. I found an RV dealer in Bangor and made an appointment to have them look at it.
They have a campground as well as a shop, so after a night in the campground, I hitched up and towed Flo over to the shop. It turns out that the man who made the appointment didn’t know that the service men didn’t know anything about the piece of equipment I had.
ARGH!!!
They looked at it and said that it looked like it was working fine. At least they didn’t charge me for the service, unlike the guy in Vermont who charged me $45 to tell me that my air conditioner didn’t work.
As long as I was in the area, I figured I might as well head in to town. My first stop was the library. I needed to make some copies.
I really liked the dedication.
“This building is given by patriotic citizens and is dedicated to the people of Bangor.”
Could there be anything more patriotic that empowering people through knowledge?
I asked the librarian what I should see while I was in town. She directed me to Stephen King’s house and the statue of Paul Bunyan. It turns out that Bangor got its start as a lumbering center.
Next door to the library was a great bronze statue commemorating the lumber industry.
Although the librarian gave me directions to Stephen King’s house, I didn’t quite understand them. Believe it or not, I entered his name into my Whitepages App and the address popped up!
That looks like a nice house!
The gates and the decorations on the fence seemed particularly appropriate for a horror writer.
I really liked this three headed dragon!
And, if you are interested in living next door, the house happens to be for sale. I think it’s only around $800,000.
Time to continue on my tour.
I found my way over to the Paul Bunyan statue.
Paul Bunyan might have been quite a lumberjack, but it looks like the forest is exacting its revenge.
And, just in case you were wondering what industry that replace lumbering, this is what Paul Bunyan is looking at across the road.
A casino.