RV HAVING FUN YET?
DAY ONE

Five minutes after we settle into our home on wheels, we decide we’ve had enough and it’s time to eat. Okay, it was lunchtime. There’s a Bob Evans across the street from the RV place, with only a few cars, so we figure it’s safe. Colleen pulls into the back of the restaurant—I do mean back--as in, trash bin area. We hear a funny sound as she takes up the entire back row of parking slots. “Oh, that doesn’t sound good,” she says. I look back and see a row of pine trees. Now, I could be wrong, but I’m thinking one is missing, Still, I figure why tell her, ya know?

We eat lunch, then afterwards, stop at the store to buy some pretty little bags to put the goodies in that we’re giving to the bookstore people. We stuff the bags with books and such, then settle into our seats.

Armed and ready to go, Colleen takes on a confidence that scares me (picture Jack Nickolson, The Shining). She whips around one corner, then the next. On the fourth turn, all our stuffed bags go flying off tables and chairs, and by the time we reach our destination, our place looks like a hamster cage after a confetti sale.

It’s after two by the time we hit our first store. My feet are hurting and I want to grumble like the wandering Israelites in the wilderness, but well, it hasn’t been 40 years yet, so I keep quiet.

We meet the sales staff of the Family Christian Bookstore in Elkhart, have a great time, snap pictures, then get on our way again. This time we’re headed for Nappanee.

You’d better warn them, there’s a storm coming through—in a 25 foot RV.