Goin' Camping

The Partner, The Boss, the dog, and I rode over to Rhode Island last night to take a gander at a 1989 27' Gulf Stream Conquest motor home we discovered on Craig's List. After The Boss jumped all over the queen sized bed in the back, after I inspected each and every crack and crevice of closet or cabinet space, and after The Partner took the behemoth for a spin, hands were shaken. Words like "title," "insurance," and "license plates" floated easily through the crisp dusk air. We pledged to return the next day to bring the big baby home.

New England is now our oyster. We already have plans for one or two weekend trips in October and all kinds of dreams for a lakeside site next summer. When I really want to get grandiose, I imagine a cross country trip that a young family will never forget.

Our Gulf Stream's got a pinky-mauve velour interior. There are two seats in the cockpit and a captain's chair behind. At loft level, foam pallets come together to form a queen sized sleeping area. A table and bench convert to a bed next to the refrigerator and across from the sink and stove. There's a shower on one side and a toilet on the other. Behind it all is a traditional queen bed surrounded by narrow but serviceable closets. I can lay back in the 80s grandeur of it all and imagine that Bon Jovi just might have traveled this way. . .

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  1. BozSeptember 18, 2007 at 9:57 AM

    I demand pictures.

    Oh, and congratulations.

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  2. Lawyer MamaSeptember 18, 2007 at 12:13 PM

    It sounds delightfully tacky. We MUST see pictures!

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  3. jenSeptember 18, 2007 at 5:39 PM

    can I ride in the shower? does the shower work while you are moving? that's actually sorta cool.

    i love this. but i agree, we need pictures. inside too.

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  4. BinkytownSeptember 26, 2007 at 11:29 AM

    Jon Bon Jovi? I know we've never met but I wouldn't have thought of you a Bon Jovi girl. Do you have some big hair phots laying around you haven't shown us?

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  5. BozOctober 1, 2007 at 5:23 AM

    I didn't realize that when you wrote, "Goin' Campin" you meant it; I thought it just a reference to the purchase. It's awfully quiet around here.

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