Sis and I wake up cozy, dry, and rested under my sister-in-law C’s handmade quilt. After breakfast, C shows us around the new house, ending with the back balcony, which stretches the entire length of the house and is hung with blooming baskets of fuschias. Looking out over the back yard, C points out the playhouse for the grandkids, the workshop for Bro, the outdoor patio and BBQ, and the storage space for the trailer. There is a trailer in it. But wait – what about the trailer that is parked in the driveway, the one Bro had to maneuver our teardrop around last night in the rain?
“Oh, the one down there is our old trailer. The one in the driveway is our new trailer. We’ve only had it for a week. This will be our first real camping trip in it.”
C shows us and a couple of admiring neighbors around the new trailer. The new trailer is almost 10 feet longer than the previous one. “We call it our mobile honeymoon suite,” she says, smiling, as she points out the king-size bed, the reclining chairs, the fold-out sofa, the full kitchen and bathroom, the pop-out barbeque kitchen outside, and the 2 widescreen TV sets positioned over the two fireplaces.
Our tiny teardrop looks like a tugboat positioned next to this land-based Titanic. But the neighbors seem equally eager to explore the clever space usage and pop-up kitchen in our mini. It seems that trailer travel is an equal – enthusiasm activity.
We plan to leave for Fort Stevens State Park on the Oregon coast as soon as Bro gets back from work – he has promised to cut out early if he can on a Friday, so we can get a head start. The forecast predicts a 99% chance of rain.
Will Bro get back on time? Will the rain hold off? Will the maiden voyage of the Titanic end in a crash? Will we be able to park the teardrop any more easily the second time? Tune in next week!