For the second time, the somewhat-annual rally of Families on the Road (FOTR) was held in Jetty Park campground at Port Canaveral, FL. (The first time was two years ago.) Within sight of the NASA gantry preparing to launch a space shuttle, and within about a football field’s length of gargantuan cruise ships (including Disney’s blowing its horn to the tune of “When You Wish Upon a Star”) pulling out to sea, a record number of families convened and despite the occasionally wet weather, enjoyed the fabulous beach (littered with a number of dead fish courtesy of the recent chill) and some really fun activities.
Thursday night things got underway with a bonfire, featuring the usual toasted marshmallows and s’mores, but also toasted Starburst candy. Yes, seriously.
Friday morning we had a yoga session on the beach, with the two of us facilitating as best we could. Then there was superb entertainment provided by a theatrical troupe called Act!vated Storytellers, who have been rumored to have some experience on the road themselves. In the afternoon there was a “crazy science” session, with the kids learning to make some delightfully disgusting concoctions. And the evening featured a potluck dinner, followed by a screening of the movie “RV” with Robin Williams, shown on a large inflatable outdoor screen. We’d already seen it, but we were entertained by watching the reactions of this savvy audience; it was particularly amusing to see them crack up over scenes that only an RV veteran would know were preposterous.
Saturday got underway with a tie-dyeing session, wherein Kimberly dyed some dish towels, and Dennis added some finishing touches to the unsatisfactory dyeing job he began on a T-shirt in Chicago back in the summer. And in the afternoon there was a relay race on the beach. In the evening, we enlisted the aid of some guest performers to help us record our podcast in the laundry room. And then it was back to the movie screen to witness the debut of a slide show with shots of the families in attendance.
Sunday morning, there was a pancake breakfast, and then everyone started drifting off to their next destinations or at least their next roads. We stuck around until dinner time, so Dennis could take another dip in the ocean, and Kimberly could fly her kite again.