I started thinking about this one. When you go to RV parks they give you these rules, all printed out that you are only allowed 6 people per site. No noise, keep it quite after 10PM.
Pick up after your dog. Blah, blah, blah. I mean they print that out, they have security people driving around all day. But at night they go home and then it all goes out the window. I guess I underestimate that what is printed on the rules mean absolutely nothing.
My husband asked me if I like going camping. I do sometimes but sometimes you are just surrounded by ass holes. Like when we went to Pismo Beach in California. I think we went for 4 or 5 days. My son loves to walk the beach for miles and miles and look for sand dollars. Right across the street was 2 trailers with like 40 people. I don’t know where they all slept but they would all gather right across from us in a large group and drink all night and talk really loud and play loud music until like 3 in the morning. I didn’t go there to hear a loud group all night long. I think they must have slept in their cars because there is no way all of them could sleep in 2 trailers. Then right next to us was another large group of people that drank all day and all night. The longer they drank, the louder they got too. They started drinking early and decided to have a hamburger cooking contest between each other. They came over and wanted us to taste their burgers and judge the hamburgers. They talked my son into being the judge. I didn’t want to do it. And the thing is my son does not eat hamburgers or even like them. But they didn’t care so they came over and got him when the hamburgers were cooked. They also asked another couple just behind us to be the judges too. This old couple sat outside all day drinking. They would start with beer, then change to several bottles of wine and then it was cocktails all night long. But they were quiet. They went over and judged the hamburgers. My son came back after he tasted the burgers and told them the one he liked the best. He said they were all plastered drunk. I said “Were any of the burgers any good?” He said “No.” But the person that won was so excited and then the party got really loud….all night long.
I don’t really like being around all those drunks or hearing them party all night long. The thing is that the campgrounds (RV parks) by the ocean are really expensive for the night. It costs $100 a day. I don’t really like paying that much to be surrounded by loud, obnoxious people. I told my husband that maybe we should not go to busy places around any holiday. It seems like where ever we go there is always the loud party crowd that blasts their music all night long.
I called the number on the paper to report the loud people, there is never an answer. The phone never gets picked up. Maybe they should just say “Do you people plan to party all night long” and put those people in a section with all the other party people. They could just have a giant party. But they would so “Oh no, we do not” because there are rules and you can only have 6 people and no noise after 10PM. I think a lot of them say “No alcohol” allowed. “Do you have any alcohol?” “Oh no, we do not, we would not think of bringing any”. As they fill 20 bags of ice and beer into their giant coolers.
One time we were camping and the guy across from us drove up and put up a tent. He got out this huge cooler, the kind you put on a boat, those big, big white ones. He then proceeded to fill up that ice chest with about 50 bags of ice, maybe more. It took him a long time to fill it. I thought “Oh no, he must be having a lot of people coming over the next night.” He did, the next day the place was packed and he was having a giant beer party.
I think “Why me, why do we always end up by the all night party people.”