The stickers started with a couple from the Outer Banks and grew when we took our first long trip. Not every park or destination, but if I see one I like, it gets added.
We were at Theodore Roosevelt National Park. Our trip kept crossing paths with Teddy, Custer, and Lewis & Clark as will be evident in upcoming posts. We weren't going to camp, so we stopped in the visitor's center, and planned a ride into the park to see the bison. There were lots of them, and we took our pictures out of the truck windows.
The visitor's center had a lot of souvenirs. T-shirts, hoodies, hats, post cards, books and stickers.
Wife - "Look, honey, I like this sticker."
Husband - "You are not going to start putting g** d*** stickers on our camper."
Okay, then. I managed not to laugh out loud. Made my purchases and went back to the truck. I was cleaning the dust off a spot and placing the sticker when the couple went by.
They were parked behind us in a beautiful class A rig. The sunlight glinted off the chrome. The paint glowed under the wax. Sort of like this, only nicer.
I should have walked back and told the guy that I understood.
2 comments:
I think you did the trip the better way, the simpler way. Those giant diesel rigs may be very accommodating, but I am not sure that I would want to wrestle that bus into a parking spot. I imagine it towed a vehicle behind it to boot.
And stickers can be great conversation starters when someone shares the experience they had at that location.
I think you can pay over a million bucks for those behemoths, and more power to the people who can afford it and enjoy it.
Libertyman, I *like* my Beaver Motor Coach (35', 1985!), but I refuse to deface it with stickers. It was hard enough to remove all the previous owner's stickers when I repainted it.
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