So, all in all, my family’s first camping trip in the travel trailer went great.  Some highs and some lows.  The highs were high, the lows were low.  I may have to post the lows in multiple posts.  Longs stories.  Everything seems to work just fine on the trailer.  Which I’m told is like hitting the lotto.  But someone stole my freaking crocs.  The only pair of footwear I brought.  Trying to make long story short.  I was in swimming area of campground with my 4 yr old daughter trying to teach her to swim.  I look up, I see her shoes, but mine are gone.  I’ll tell his with  language as I felt it and lived it.  Because I was livid.  I mean, who the hell steals sandals?  I’ve got a truck load of valuable stuff in the bed open to steal.  Fishing gear, high end cooler, and foldable wagon which wasn’t cheap.  Steal that [BLEEP].  But not the only only pair of shoes I have for a 2 night stay.  So I am looking for the shoes, and ask the ‘normal’ looking people if they saw anything.  No one saw anything.  I’m fuming.  They are camo.  Maybe some smart [BLEEP] hid them in the grass.  I keep searching, and I’ve come trained to look forward and search with my eyes.  With sunglasses on, no one knows I’m staring at the hot chicks [BLEEP].  That’s a must have trait for a married man.  That trait kicked in as automatic.  I’m walking around when I’m asked by some ‘trashy chick’ who was with her trashy husband (with normal looking kids, they’ve probably not done meth and other drugs yet) “what are you looking for?  Whoah! Well, hot damn!  Thanks for telling me you’ve got my [BLEEP] shoes.  (Yes, still pissed).  So I tell her what I’m looking for.  She hasn’t seen them.  I say, “well that’s good.  I sure hope if you do, youd let me know”.  Immediately after I make it known I’m eyeballing their blanket and the stuff near it.  I know these [BLEEP] have my [BLEEP].  After many sand spurs and blazing hot asphalt I returned to my wife at our blanket.  The redneck comes out of her and she is talking loud about how [BLEEP] low it it to steal sandals.   As I stand up to give up on my search and return to the truck I see the kid of the trashy family as I’m telling my wife to calm down.  This kid looked scared.  So, as I was walking away (still talking to wife) I look this kid straight in the [BLEEP] eyes and say” oh, don’t worry, I Will get my shoes back”. ( knowing he or his family took them).  Well, after walking dead straight on him so he had to move apparently his guilty consciences got the best of him and waited for the wrath of me to pass and shamefully and with fear, gives them to my wife.

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