Road to retirement - 05/20/13 01:39 PM
I have posted about my upcoming retirement and having to store all of my gear. I thought I would share the latest story on the road to retirement (and would like to hear some of yours).
So the movers are coming this Friday at which point we will be homeless. A great friend offered to let us use his 30 foot RV as our home for the next 4 months. The only catch is...he is away on business for a couple of months. So I get to pull the RV the 2 hour drive from his house to Houston. Me? Never pulled an RV before. And down the interstate into Houston traffic? Yeah!
Well I make it to Houston and to the RV park (I haven't been able to talk my wife out of the truck yet, she is still frozen in fear after the drive). I check in and get my spot number and map. The musta SEEN ME COMING. My spot is in a horseshoe bend in one corner of the park. Odd angle to back a utility trailer in much less an RV. Here we go. My wife is outside (trying) to help me get backed in. Not having any experience in this, she is standing directly behind the RV giving me hand signals not realizing that I cannot see her at all. After about 15 tries, I am about to give up, leaving the big beast cockeyed with a quarter of it hanging over into the neighbor's spot. I notice that quite a few of the neighbors have exited their RV's to sit outside in their lawn chairs to catch some of the entertainment.
Finally a guy came to my rescue and in a couple of minutes had that baby sitting pretty.
Hopefully we can now just enjoy the simple life in the RV for a few months.
So the movers are coming this Friday at which point we will be homeless. A great friend offered to let us use his 30 foot RV as our home for the next 4 months. The only catch is...he is away on business for a couple of months. So I get to pull the RV the 2 hour drive from his house to Houston. Me? Never pulled an RV before. And down the interstate into Houston traffic? Yeah!
Well I make it to Houston and to the RV park (I haven't been able to talk my wife out of the truck yet, she is still frozen in fear after the drive). I check in and get my spot number and map. The musta SEEN ME COMING. My spot is in a horseshoe bend in one corner of the park. Odd angle to back a utility trailer in much less an RV. Here we go. My wife is outside (trying) to help me get backed in. Not having any experience in this, she is standing directly behind the RV giving me hand signals not realizing that I cannot see her at all. After about 15 tries, I am about to give up, leaving the big beast cockeyed with a quarter of it hanging over into the neighbor's spot. I notice that quite a few of the neighbors have exited their RV's to sit outside in their lawn chairs to catch some of the entertainment.
Finally a guy came to my rescue and in a couple of minutes had that baby sitting pretty.
Hopefully we can now just enjoy the simple life in the RV for a few months.