Some RV Tips – Sarah

I have been developing a new skill set – high speed catering. I imagine this is a little like air-hostessing but without the fixed smile. I think the expression worn may be a little more inscrutable. As we hurtle down the free way at seventy I can now rustle up drinks on ice, sandwiches, fruit or other simple snacks, even freshly percolated coffee. I’ve yet to tackle an omelette.

High speed ablution - This is the kids’ new area of expertise, pretty self explanatory. Very amusing hearing “Mummy can you please wipe my bottom” from the front seats travelling at 70. We once also heard Monty – “Are we moving?” – when we pulled away from a grocery store, who was having his morning constitutional when we moved off, without us realising.

Try to remember to put the steps in before you drive anywhere so that you don’t end up strimming the verges on the right side of the freeway or taking out some poor cyclist. We travelled from Zion to Bryce Canyon (90 miles) with the steps out – they extend about 2 feet to the port side, adding somewhat to the already significant 8.5. And this was not the only time – they are completely mud-splattered now; I think we might have done this more than once.

Try to remember to put your “slider” in before you leave the camp ground, Our “rig” comes with a “slider” which adds to your living space by sliding the sofa and dining area about 4 feet to starboard. But you must remember to put your slider in before you leave the campground to avoid the embarrassment of having to stop and reel it in front of a dozen avid observers after driving half a mile through the site past them all with chins agog. “Mummy, why are those people waving at us?”

Try to remember to put the sun roof down before you go. Sun roofs that stick up like sails tend to do nothing for fuel consumption. 10 miles per gallon is bad enough, without using an airbrake.

Try to remember to shut all storage hatches before you leave the campground. “What’s that funny noise Daddy?” We have had so many terrible cars that we are almost immune to funny noises, and only worked out what this repetitive slamming sound was when we filled up with fuel some time later.

We have yet to forget to unhook the electricity and water but I think that will happen soon.

Monty amusing himself in the dining area while we journey around.

Eliza driving

Blogging in the front The dining room