The RV wasn’t what I expected.

My family was all looking forward to our cross-country summer vacation.

We went every year, but normally we would all crowd into the car and drive.

Three days of being on the road was bad enough, trying to find a hotel without reservations, was horrible. My husband and I were sure staying in an RV and truly enjoying our vacation, was the only way to go. I guess we didn’t think to inform our daughters they were sharing the living area as their bedroom. At our first stop, we had a near brawl as they both railed about sharing a room. Our oldest who was only thirteen, told us we should give up our private ‘room’, to her. I rolled my eyes and told her that it wouldn’t be all that bad. My husband gave me a wide-eyed look of worry. That’s when I told her she would need to share the bed with her sister. I heard her say it would be gross and she plopped down on the sofa. I honestly thought that by taking the RV we would be able to talk more. I still had to cook, but we had air conditioning and heating for when we were in the mountains. I was ready to give up the large bed about three in the morning. I realized the air conditioning wasn’t so good in this ‘room’. My husband and I were both beginning to sweat. He headed out to the living room. The girls were snuggled up and sleeping soundly. The air conditioning felt so good out here, that we dropped down onto the floor and fell asleep.