My family was all looking forward to our cross-country Summer trip.
The people I was with and I went every year, however normally every one of us would all crowd into the car and drive.
Three mornings of being on the road was poor enough, trying to find a hotel without reservations, was horrible. My fiance and I were sure staying in an RV and legitimately enjoying our trip, was the only way to go. I know every one of us didn’t think to inform our daughters they were sharing the living area as their home office. At our first stop, every one of us had a near brawl as they both railed about sharing a room. Our oldest who was only thirteen, told us every one of us should supply up our private ‘room’, to her. I rolled my esure and told her that it would not be all that bad. My fiance gave myself and others 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 absolutely thought that by taking the RV every one of us would be able to talk more. I still had to cook, however every one of us had air conditioning and heating for when every one of us were in the mountains. I was ready to supply up the giant bed about many in the morning. I realized the air conditioning wasn’t so good in this ‘room’. My fiance and I were both start to sweat. He headed out to the kitchen. The ladies were snuggled up and sleeping soundly. The air conditioning felt so good out here, that every one of us dropped down onto the floor and fell asleep.