SLY & I (The 2nd Part)

The adventure continues!

Tuesday, I took the Metro to Rockville and drove SLY back to Annapolis. Wednesday morning, my mechanic checked everything out and declared a go. Wednesday night, I drove SLY back to Rockville in commuter traffic on the DC Beltway. Not pretty, but we made it!

Bob and I signed all the paperwork and he faxed it to the credit union. I gave him Suzanne's check for the extra thousand, and as soon as the credit union deposits the money in Bob's account, I'll start the multi-step process to get the RV inspected, titled in Maryland, and a tag.

When all the official stuff is finally completed, SLY will be detailed and our life together really begins! I figure that will all happen about a week before Mahlone's wedding and I can show SLY off to all my family and friends coming to the wedding. They, as well as folks at Vocus, are sick of hearing about this damn RoadTrek dream of mine. May they all be big enough to be humble and thankful for me. Fantasies really do come true, sometimes!

For those really concerned, a RoadTrek is really a small land yacht. In the future, SLY will be my transportation, my house, my entertainment center, my vacation destination, and my safe place. My carbon footprint just diminished greatly!

In the physical space of an extended van, there's a queen-size bed, a bathroom with shower, a microwave, a sink, a refrigerator, a cooktop, a flatscreen TV with DVD player, a dynamite stereo, an eating area (really two eating areas), total self-sufficiency with sewer, hot water, furnace, air conditioner, and more without having to be hooked up in a campground. The generator recharges the batteries and runs everything. Oh, for the outback!

My main concern, at this point, is which storage area to use for my inflatable kayak.

Even Marty was not dismissive and said SLY would be the way to drive cross-country. That's saying something for Marty since he drove cross-country in a VW. Wonderful compliment!

Rab wants me to bring SLY to Boston. Eric wants to take SLY to a Pittsburg Steelers game with his father to tailgate. The entire female recruitment staff at Vocus cheered yesterday and yelled "great ride"! Oh SLY, you're better than a puppy, and you're not even mine yet. Why, oh why, couldn't I have been this popular in high school when I cared?