Trailer Life Volume I

Last night it was dark and late when we pulled in at the RV park. We hooked up the water, lit the pilot light for the heat, worked on the website, and went to sleep. The sleep of the anesthetized.

So this morning we worked on learning all the systems. It took us hours to figure out the hot water, for example. I have to give Ami big kudos for “butching up,” as she put it. She handled most of the grubby jobs, including draining our grey and black water holding tanks. Yuck.

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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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