Here’s a flashback to July 1998, and the first time we rented a camper. This was it. Toaster on wheels. Kitchen table inconveniently doubled as a bed. And the boys were 3 and 1.
Yes, we were very brave, and also very delusional.
The next time we went camping as a family was July of 2004 — and we pitched a tent.
Snarky, irreverent, occasionally sentimental, viewing the world with head cocked and one eyebrow up. Navy wife (retired), mom to two bigguys, full-time RV traveler with husband. Shit breaks and we make mistakes. Join me anyway?
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