A Lonely campsite, on the river right in the middle of the city, It would have been great if the city had been open. The RV parks reception was open by phone only, any receipts were left in pigeon-holes. The bathrooms and laundry were closed to prevent anyone touching any common areas. People were still walking their dogs around the park and although the dogs would say hello the walkers would only talk to each other from the end of their leads. Very strange days. The park did fill up in the evening, with a lot of travellers, a lot speaking French so probably snow birds returning home to Quebec.
In Little Rock the state parks were still open for walking, as long as there were not too many people gathering. We took some time out of the rv park for a walk in the country.
Tornado warning. Our helpful neighbour in the RV beside us was an ex policeman, he told us that there was a tornado warning for the area that night, but if it got close to Little Rock the siren would sound and if that happened we needed to head towards the bunker on the other side of the river levy. He said he would knock on our door to make sure we were not left behind. Great, as if Corona virus is not enough to deal with, we now had tornadoes as well. The storm passed us by luckily.
Mack finished his exams, we could not get a qualified facilitator because everyone was keeping their distance, but fortunately we were allowed to have the receptionist supervise the exam.
Exams done onto Oklahoma.
