We have another swim at Ormond Beach in the morning and pack up and head south. We planned this stay to break up the trip but almost wish we could stay a few more nights. It’s a simple and quaint RV park nestled on the beach. We’re not sure if it’s the quaintness or the beach that we like more? 

Several hundred miles later, we close in on our South Bay destination, but the infamous TruckMap app fails us miserably again. What’s the saying, “Fool me once, fool me twice . . . “. Anywhoo, we end up bumping our way back onto the tarmac and finally get to the South Bay Campground just before dark. 

First order of business, delete the TruckMap app. Second order of business, Google review the hell out of it.

Third order of business, Winn Dixie for Thanksgiving dinner items. We are in the back bayou of Florida here and forty miles from a Whole Foods, or the beach. What we’d hoped would be an inland water wonderland is an alligator infested, mosquito ridden backwater. Now that is overdramatizing it a little, but we are thinking we’ll relocate as soon as we can find an alternate location.