My latest adventure

OK, so I am easily distracted by just about anything. Down the street, a neighbor named Rod had a 1960's Aristocrat Travel Trailer called the Lil-Loafer. The whole thing is maybe 12-13' long and the living quarters are 9.5' long. That includes a kitchen, dining, sleeping, and storage (no bathroom, but an area where they hung a roll of toilet paper). I paid him $200 for the little wonder and hooked it up to my old Suburbasaurus and towed it back home. It weighs less than 1,000 lbs. so I hardly knew it was there. Carol (God Bless Her), has learned that I need an occasional diversion and that they don't always turn out bad. I reasoned that I could tow this behind my van and save on hotel bills. Who am I kidding? But, really, if I go to an area, I could stay at a campground for about $30 per night. I cannot get a hotel for that. We'll see. The trailer has been neglected and came to our house covered with moss and crud and nearly flat tires. After I got into it, and gave it a good scrubbing, it looked a little better. I am confident it will one day shine with all its hidden beauty. Pictures to follow.