Thursday, June 14, 2012

Memories!

We're in it now! The heat and the "wet" season. We can expect clouds to "bubble up" each afternoon and the chance of thunderstorms to be the "order of the day."
Pat got slammed with shifts next week as Wide World of Sports commences its busy summer activities. I'm pressing on with my routine three shifts per week with occasional training shifts sprinkled into my schedule to give me a change of pace.
Yesterday, we were both on the same page for lunch. We headed to the Wave for, guess what!
Does that bring any memories to mind?
Our awesome Hostess, Betty, sends along a vibrant "Hi" to everyone. Betty misses all of you and looks forward to seeing everyone in the fall. In the photo below, Betty just couldn't resist a photo op with "Flat Stanley."

Some of you may recall, Pat and I considered trading in our 34' Journey motorhome for a pre-owned Itasca Navion IQ. This past week we came as close as you can to closing a deal on a 2010 Navion IQ with 9500 miles on it. We've been conversing with a sales person at LazyDays for a number of months but this time we even put some $$$$ to hold the unit until we can see it. the salesman sent us pictures and we began the negotiations. This past Monday we started up the Journey to bring it to LazyDays to "barter."
As we drove the 56 mile ride, both of us sensed our "old friend" knew something was different about this trip. The Journey rode untypically smooth and was a joy to drive. Her 54K plus miles belied her age, comfort, exploration and outstanding times she provided us with since May 1, 2003.
You could tell neither Pat nor I were comfortable with what could be "her" second last ride with us.
Christian, our salesman, sensed we were not at ease with what might transpire.
He took us to see the Navion.

Call it fate or whatever, the Navion was being detailed. There were two cleaning ladies inside and their cleaning materials seemed to make the Navion "unappealing" and claustrophobic. We looked at the measly 19 cubic feet of storage and all we think is that our HHR  would become "cabinet" space for even the simple stuff we would need to travel with.
Pat and I sat in the front seats and tried to find reasons for abandoning our "Old Friend."
I swear our Journey was talking to us. This newer, smaller, fuel efficient "glorified van" couldn't hold a candle to our nine year old traveling companion.
We walked to the nearby Cracker Barrel for lunch confident we made the right decision.
Our Journey rode "a little taller" on the way home.
"She" even backed into her RV port without making any corrections and hit the painted marks as if she was telling us, "aaahhhhhh, it's good to be home!"

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