Even in America with our hallowed inalienable rights, every city, large or small, has class distinction. Certain parts of town are more desirable, property values are higher; homes are larger; yards better kept. One would assume that a campground would more or less level the playing field. No one knows what size of home each occupant left or his or her professional status.
Yet as Ed and I ride our trikes around the campground at Duck Creek, we notice the wide range of camping accommodations; the larger rigs clustered together and on down the line—class distinction is alive and well in campground USA.
It took a semi-truck to pull this Fifth Wheeler
Definitely the ritzy part of town.
Upper Class
Middle Class.
DeRay & Jeanette
| Karen & Norm |
Even the portable Johns they brought in when they lost power
because of the fire were fancier in some parts of town.
because of the fire were fancier in some parts of town.
Lower Class
Slums or Protesters.
These were actually Indian runners from Arizona.
They pitched their tents so close to Amy, she moved into the van.
Amy's Pup Tent - about the lowest in the camping chain.
No class at all.
WAIT . . .
Is that a TV antenna on the roof? A dish on the back?
WAIT . . .
Is that a TV antenna on the roof? A dish on the back?
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