Friday, October 29, 2010

RV Adventures

This morning we took our new RV in for actual RV service - get the generator working, the heat working, and a myriad of other stuff that needs to get done in order for it to be really livable and fun for us. We knew we'd have to leave the Cookie for several days, so Hope drove the RV and I drove my car, so that we could both get home. The RV place is about 45 minutes from our house, and of course I got lost when I was almost there. I don't think we've mentioned that I can get lost in the Florida Keys, where there is one road. Anyway, I realized that I took a wrong turn pretty quickly, but Hope called my cell when I was headed back in the right direction. Despite the fact that she left after I did, and had to drive somewhat slower, she was at the service place first and called me. Story of my life. Lost... - Fran

2 comments:

BRUTUS said...

Yep, I totally understand! Both the lack of directional skills (that's Paul's department) and the fact the RVS are perpetually in need of service! Hoping to do some steam-cleaning of the carpets in our rig soon so he can be put away for winter storage!

Michelle

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