Luray KOA Neat and Tidy Meet Your Match When my husband suggested that we break up the drive from Asheville to New Jersey by stopping in Luray, I was less than supportive. I barely had clean clothes left. There was nothing but crumbs in the pantry. I was ready for home. But pushing Wes past six hours is, at this point, a self-defeating proposition, so I agreed to a couple of nights at the Luray KOA right outside of Shenandoah National Park. And my husband was, as he so often is, pushy yet right. My first comment about the campground was "Wow, this entrance is small." I couldnt really imagine big Class A RVs being able to turn in. Clearly they were able to, since there were plenty of the beasts in the campground, but still--it looked a little like the entrance to a farm. Then there was the camp office. Contained within a perfectly maintained A-frame building, it looked like something out of an IKEA catalog. All clean lines and small fixtures, with neat stacks of books and pend...