About two and half years ago, we rented the movie “RV” starring Robin Williams. Despite the portrayal of RV-ing, complete with crashes, obnoxious camping neighbors, and a sewage fountain, I soon found my husband shopping online for travel trailers. Amazingly, it wasn’t long before Jeff had me convinced to buy one.
Seriously, this was an amazing feat. I am NOT a camper. I have told Jeff in the past that if he ever wants to take the family tent camping, he’d better book me into a hotel down the road. I have zero interest in braving the wild like that. Nope—a house on wheels with running water and electricity is as close to roughing it as I go.
Maybe we’re not exactly the Swiss Family Robinson, but we have loads of fun. And…there’s always something interesting. This trip, for instance, seemed focused on “critters.”
And we were visited at our campsite by a group of wild turkeys. –>
The kids got to hold a live alligator (his mouth is taped shut with electrical tape) while shopping at the outlet mall.
Our trips don’t always go quite so smoothly, of course. In the past we have dealt with busted water pipes, our awning getting ripped off by the wind, and being trapped inside the trailer all day while it poured rain. It’s been totally worth it though.
And I will leave you with one word of (unrelated) advice: collapsible. As in, pop-up hampers, reusable shopping bags, folding clothes hangers. When you’re camping, EVERYTHING possible needs to be collapsible :).