Our New Home Away from Home

I giggled the whole way home from Lyman, Washington, where we picked up our trailer tonight. The idea that a big city kid like me was holding the title for a travel trailer–absurd.

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Putting the Dyke Back in RV-as-a-Verb

Bill’s trailer had the right price–cheap, but I started to be wary when he led us back on the highway. We followed the sound of the Harley, his leather jacket with the full-back eagle patch, and the American flag that whipped along from its perch on the bike seat.

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