Campbell Hall, New York

Blink your eyes and you have driven right through this country-side town. Most towns at least have a post office...I saw none. I even asked the staff if they could enlighten me about the town. They all just looked at each other, with no answer.
Kristy Kramer, the activity coordinator met us, offered us refreshments, and then took us to the (rather large) music room.
After about a twenty minute set-up, all the residents were present.
We opened again with Manyana...fastly becoming our signature opening tune.
This program was a full hour long, and Terry begain complaining he got hot and his feet hurt...poor guy.
About fifteen minutes down the road after the performance we past a hot dog stand, and Stefi (being from New York) asked..."ya' want a Sabrett." "A what," I said. "A Sabrett!" "Okay, I'll play along...what is a Sabrett." "A great tasteing all beef (skinless) hot dog." Hitting the brakes, I made a quick turn-around. A few minutes later I was enjoying a mouth watering Sabrett, loaded with onions, relish, peppers, and honey mustard...swallowed down with a Diet Pepsi. The best part about it was there was no heavy salt taste like most of the hotdogs you buy at Walmart. (no offense Sam)
After a few days off, our next stop is Juniper Woods nudist camp. That's right...we have become so popular that we are singing (au' naturale) this weekend...by invitation. Terry has "been there done that," but it will be Stefi's first "camp" visit. The location is somewhere in the Catskills.
Sorry...no pics will be posted y'all.