Sunday marks my last day of work at Cape Kiwanda RV ever. I worked there for four summers, and every year I swore I would never go back. I feel like the people there are part of my family though, and it’s a little bittersweet to not work there anymore. For the first two summers I worked in the Deli and Marketplace section, and for the last two summers I would make reservations, check people in, and deal with people who were unhappy. It’s quite an entertaining job, and you get to meet a lot of interesting people. Anyway, the reservations desk is “Register Five,” A.K.A. the secret register.