Texas on one side, Arkansas on the other

We were still tired from the long drive and decided to skip the workout.  Besides, the area was not really a good place to run.

I did it again.  The bugs needed to be scrubbed off the front of the coach, so I got out the bucket, brush and ladder.  There was only one hose bib at the site, so the water supply to the coach had to be briefly disconnected.  Reconnecting the water, one of the valves was left in the fill-the-fresh-water-tank position.  About 20 minutes later, I noticed water collecting under the coach.  Further investigation revealed the fresh water tank was full.  All 800 pounds of water full.  The overflow had overwhelmed the overflow tube and water was flooding the compartment were the hoses are kept.  What a mess.  Good thing I saw it before it got too bad.  I immediately shut off the water, but had no plan to deal with 60 gallons of extra water.  Hopefully it would rain later so I could drain the tank undetected.

Not wanting to sit around all day, we decided to explore Texarkana.  The town literally sits on the border between Texas and Arkansas.  On the main street, Texas flags adorn the light poles on the west side and Arkansas flags adorn the light poles on the east side.  The state line runs right down the center of the street.  Liquor stores on the Arkansas side, cigarette stores on the Texas side.  The Walmart is on the Arkansas side, of course.  Although law enforcement was highly visible, the town was surprisingly clean.  Old, but clean.  No trash or graffiti and the streets were well maintained.  On the Texas side of town, we eventually stumbled onto a mall and decided to check it out.  Just as we expected, it looked and felt like any mall in any other town — only the people were friendlier.

After stopping at Walmart for a few things we returned to the coach and hid out from the heat.

It was getting dark and we had to face the water tank problem.  Our options were to carry 800 pounds of water around at $2.29 per gallon of diesel, pump the water into the gray tank using the coach pump, or drain the water on the ground and hope it doesn’t flood the campground.  Remember, this is 60 gallons of water!

Although it didn’t rain enough to hide the dastardly deed, we ended up opening up drain valve and letting the water drain under the coach.  It took about 20 minutes to drain the tank to ‘travel-level’.  Most of the water ran onto the grass, which looked like it needed a drink anyway.  Problem solved.