I had to get a hold of myself. After some meditative breathing and my husband guiding me into the parking spot I parked our big rig in a very crowded parking lot and discovered a new adrenaline rush. One that is created by a nauseauting anxiety that is overcome with a surging joy that washes relief throughout my whole body. My new rush is created by parking successfully....no dings and no wasted time. After getting our wetsuits on, I might add that this took way longer than my parking, we waddled down to the beach looking like a family of penguins. Our day was so magical sharing our special passion in one of our favourite places with our children. The kids had a blast catching little waves in the white water on their boogie boards. They took turns riding with my husband on his long board he would would yell stand up, stand up. To my surprise my four year old did exactly that and appeared to be surfing! Later I found out that she had perched her butt on my husband's head to help balance her while she stood up. I guess you have to start somewhere. It was one of our best days together building incredible memories one that will last our lifetime.
We soon got hungry and headed back to the motorhome for lunch. Ahh the luxury of travelling with all your stuff definitely has benefits! When we got to our campsite there was a truck parked directly in the drive way ahead of
our site which inhibited me from backing in. My husband got out and asked our neighbour if he could move his truck. As our neighbour moved his truck he gave me the look over. I know what was intended behind his look. He was thinking a blonde woman driving any vehicle equals disaster let alone a 31' motorhome! At this point my stomach normally would knot but because I was still on a high from my earlier parking success and feeling very confident my stomach did not drop to my feet. However, it appeared that my confidence was not alleviating my neighbours worry. He guided me from the front of the rig and my husband guided me from behind. I found that having two people directing me made parking even easier!!!
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When we drove to our campsite I could clearly see our neighbours truck was in the way for us to park . As the neighbour was unpacking his truck he looked up and did the quick math on who was driving our motorhome. I got out of the motorhome to ask him to move his truck and he said “ That’s a nice motorhome there and you got the wife driving it”. I guess this was a question and a comment all at the same time? In order to remain normal and retain my masculinity I gave him a reasonable explanation of why my wife was driving and not me. It wasn’t because I let her, or she wouldn’t let me. It was she had to because she wanted to fully experience the RV lifestyle which includes driving the big rig!
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