Sunday, May 27, 2012

Siren call of the Sierra

Some time around Thanksgiving, we had a rare day off.  Bill was home and we were on our way somewhere.

An RV neighbor had just purchased a beautiful new rig: a 2012 Dutchman Voltage Toy Hauler with all the bells and whistles.  This was our dream trailer.  The top of the line.  The RV with which we compared all others.  And, as you can imagine, our little Jayfeather fell woefully short.

On a whim, I begged him to pull into Windish RV --located across the highway from his work-- and the only lot to carry shiny new Voltages.  We gleefully ran from one floor plan to the next comparing it to our current one.  Because living in an RV is waaay different than looking at them.

To my surprise, the Voltage wasn't all that.  We knew what we needed as opposed to what we wanted.  And I wasn't sure if the extra stuff was worth the money.  Brand new, these trailers can cost over $80K --conservatively.  And if we are living in fantasy land, might as well dream big.  Right?

A salesman came out and opened up a couple of our favorites.  During the process, he showed us a trailer that had just arrived: a 2008 Forest River Sierra bunk house with four slide outs. The price: $30K.  My DH said that when the bunks slid out and he saw the enormous wardrobe covering the back wall --it was like angels singing a chorus in heaven.

All that lovely space and within our price range.  Sigh.  We looked and looked and then left.  If only we could afford it.  And how would we pull it?

Back to my tiny space.  Reminding myself that where we lived was more important that what we lived in...

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