
I’ve been thinking about it, and the ultimate three month “first-time” adventure would be to rent a Winnebago, hitch a small car behind it, and drive across the entire United States with my wife—aka Mrs. NO. Imagine it: two people, a massive rolling home, a tiny car trailing like a puppy, stopping at roadside diners, quirky museums, fishing spots, campfires, landmarks and planned parks. It would be glorious—freedom, adventure, and the occasional debate about who gets the last protein bar.
There’s just one small detail: Mrs. NO would never go for it. I’ve tried the gentle suggestion: “Hey, imagine the sunsets…NO !!!. I tried the charm offensive: “We could make TikTok videos…” NO!! are you crazy? I even invoked my usual rhetorical trump card: “It’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience!” No way. And she calmly pointed out I can have “a once-in-a-lifetime experience” in the driveway just fine and what about the cats?
So, I guess my first-time Winnebago adventure will remain exactly that—a thought, a dream, a mental postcard of me and my small car dangling behind a giant RV while Mrs. NO shakes her head, sipping her coffee, planning her own version of the trip: probably in a very nice hotel with actual bathrooms and no steering involved.
But maybe—just maybe—there’s a middle ground: I could park a Winnebago in the yard first, see if I survive, and hope Mrs. NO doesn’t notice. Baby steps, right?
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