You know how sometimes in moments of relationship strife you say truths that are better left unsaid? I couldn’t keep it in any longer. I kept staring at the camper in disbelief that Richard would subject his family to this miniscule living space. So I said it. And I felt awful.

But then – Whittington Plumbing ran water lines from the mains and an electrician got the camper hooked up to “shore power” (I’m learning camperese), we popped out the living/dining area and voila – from mini to maxi living. Sliding out that 30 square feet was like slipping on elastic-waisted pants, so roomy and comfortable!

Sexy slide-out room

But then – we tried turning on the air conditioner. Nada. Andy tested the fuses, checked the current, scratched his head. Sigh. Elastic-waisted polyester pants, roomy but hot and scratchy. Another problem to solve.

Richard admiring the kitchen

But then – two large owls flew overhead and perched on a limb just over our camper. We sat outside our polyester pants camper with the kids and watched the owls watch us while they peeped softly to each other. Truth is, it’s all just part of the big adventure.