Amish are neat people

Left Malvern and headed to Lancaster, PA to see how the Amish live. The farms were as I remembered,   meticulous but simple. The laundry was hung out to dry at almost every farm. The lines were strung on a pulley system from the house to the top of the barn. All the mens' black clothes hanging was interesting. No loud colors or prints hanging on the lines. The horses were pulling the farm equipment in the fields or buggies through town. Such an awesome site.

We stopped in Intercourse, PA. Who would name that town? Were they trying to piss off the Amish? Of course we had to stop and get fresh veggies, cheese and baked goods. So fresh and yummy.

After a day of driving by beautiful farms we stopped for the night in Wilkes-Barre, PA at Frances Slocum SP. Frances was kidnapped by the Delaware Indians at 5 yrs old and taken out west and never returned to PA. She lived with the Indians her whole life. Her siblings found her and begged her to return but she refused.
The campground was not very full, but the people that were there are all older and veterans. Maybe it is the norm for veterans to all camp in RVs. They all have there cute signs, flags and decorations that show their style. I would hate to see some of their yards back home.

We decided since AC was not a necessity that we would camp in the tent area away from all of them. Plus I heard a loud talker and yappy dog in the RV area. The park ranger said he had never seen an RV in the tent area so he stopped to talk. He even drove back to the office and got us a PA map. What a nice guy. Most State Park employees have been exceptionally nice.

A good night's sleep and we were on our way to VT. We passed by Scranton, PA but did not see Dunder Mifflin.