The island really is this narrow at some points and they battle the Atlantic ocean and Pamlico Sound in some areas full time. They build up the sand, it gets washed away. And so on and so on. They often close one lane because the water is too deep and a local told me that summer driving is really crazy. We didn’t see the traffic because we are here after Labor Day. The further we drove north on the island, however, the busier it got and it just kept going that way as we drove to a park outside Raleigh, NC. Good-bye island life.
Jordan Lakes campground is outside Raleigh, and when Dan and I made the reservation in May, it looked perfect on paper. Huge reservoir, lots of trees, good sites, swimming area, fairly new. We pulled in to our spot and I could’t stop laughing. There were two full timers parked next to us and the older man got up from his fishing, bringing his chair, and sat down and watched us set up. We were the afternoon’s entertainment! We’ve been at places where people watch you, and especially if they see the Oregon plates (they tell each other and we can hear them), but it’s never been this blatant. I quickly pulled down the blinds on his side, but as we set up outside, we were on full display. Argh! But hilarious, too.
Beautiful site, but it rained all afternoon, so we just stayed inside and read and played games. We were waiting to hear from Michelle, the coordinator for the online school we had used last year, so I told the kids to enjoy their last day of freedom. We had started studying with real books back in August, and the kids were doing well, but we received new information about Eliza’s high school credits and the need to “prove” them, so after much prayer, we relented and went back to the online school. It will be easier when we go home because the credits will already be part of our school district, but it’s hard on them. So for now, we relax.