The RV Down the Street

Our neighbors down the street rented an RV. It sat in front of their house for a couple days. It looked like this:

I’ve done plenty of traveling already this summer, but something about seeing an RV parked on my street got me thinking of winding roads, undiscovered places, and days ahead of you that stretch toward the horizon… And I have a feeling that’s what the pictures on the side of the RV are supposed to do to me.

When I suggested to Adam that we think about renting an RV some day, he said, “No way. I don’t ever want to try to drive one of those things.”

(I could drive!)

Of course, the cost of gas for one of these things must be horrific. But tooling along in a house with wheels toward the Rocky Mountains or the Pacific Ocean sounds awfully romantic to me! You’re sleeping in a different place, but in the SAME BED. How cool is that?!?

Oh well. A girl can dream.