Posts Tagged ‘housecar’

The RV Life: The Waiting Game

October 22, 2014

The true story…

… of one thirty-something couple (and their pets)…

… choosing to live in an RV…

…travel the country together and have their lives blogged about…

…to find out what happens when people stop being polite…

… and start living in an RV.

With two weeks of repairs facing us before we could live in our new (used) rig, we had a few options.

Option 1: Pass on this rig and find another one in another state. We didn’t like this option because, well… we liked this rig. And it was taken immaculate care of, and the price was right. So we passed on passing.

Option 2: Pay the asking price of $32,600 to the dealer, then take it up the street for another $2,000 worth of repairs, but have it done in three days time. This also wouldn’t be guaranteed, and put us outside of our budget, so we passed on passing the rig on to another mechanic.

Option 3: Figure out a way for Phillip to come back to New Hampshire and pick up the rig when it was done and drive it to me. In the meantime, I would have to get a hotel room in Columbus for me and the furry babies while we waited for the house car to be ready. This seemed like the most logical option, so we planned for Phillip to drive us to Columbus, fly to Orlando to visit friends and family for the week, and then fly back to New Hampshire to pick up the rig and drive it 12 hours to us.

We signed papers, shook hands, sealed the deal, and then drove halfway across the country to wait for the repairs to be finished.

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Signing myself into a new house car! (And into a little bit of debt…)

The drive was smooth, easy, and beautiful, decorated in red and orange hues of fall leaves. Our kids travel extremely well, mostly sleeping (Mikko) or acting as a bobble-head on the dash (Copeland) for the entire ride.

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Mikko loves to squish in between us to sleep, and Copeland keeps a watchful eye to make sure the driver stays alert during these long hauls.

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The route that Phillip will be driving twice…

I settled into my glamorous accommodations at the Extended Stay America in Columbus, Ohio and proceeded to live through what felt like the longest week of my entire life. Waiting to start a new chapter of living in a house car full time, combined with the lack of my best friend/personal chef/boyfriend made time pass like cold molasses. I swear, it has felt like six months since I signed those papers and started counting down the days.

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We’re all bored here without Phillip…

The day before I expected my RV rig to roll in, I got a call from the dealer saying that the leak in the windshield turned out to be more serious than expected, in that the glass itself is separating from the cab, and the repairs were going to take longer than expected.

I’m sorry, what?!?!?!??!!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I absolutely lost it. I was sending my boyfriend on an airplane to New Hampshire in less than 24 hours with no backup plan as to where he would stay if the rig wasn’t ready. I was going to be checking out of my hotel in 48 hours in anticipation of having a housecar to move into. I was wishing I had chosen to take the rig to Kenny, who had originally promised it ready to go in three days… but I found that particular wish to be just a waste of energy, so I went back to bargaining with the dealership to at least put Phillip up in a nice hotel for the night. They did, and also promised to have the rig ready by Wednesday. Apparently the service person in charge of our repairs had called out sick for two days last week… “You know how it goes,” the sales manager reassured me.

No, sir. I’m sure I don’t….

So now, it’s Tuesday night, on the eve of my life chaining in a very drastic way. My nomadic ways are going to continue, but the monthly rituals of scouring the internet for housing, repacking up my life, loading up my car, unloading my car in a new city, moving into a new house, and unpacking all over again are officially over. I don’t think it’s really fully hit me yet. Everyone asks if I’m excited and to be honest, I can’t say that I am quite yet. I think I’m not letting myself get too worked up since this week is already dragging by at the pace of a sleepy snail. But if my activity on Pintrist is any indication, I’m very, very excited for this next chapter to get started.

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I’m a bonafide RV-renovation-pinning fool.

Let’s just hope the repairs actually get done tomorrow and no one gets the sniffles between here and there…


The RV World: “So… did you buy it?”

October 16, 2014

The true story…

… of one thirty-something couple (and their pets)…

… choosing to live in an RV…

…travel the country together and have their lives blogged about…

…to find out what happens when people stop being polite…

… and start living in an RV.

When last we heard from our intrepid adventurers, they were on the precipice of buying a new (used) RV from a friendly New Hampshire salesman by the name of George.

We loved the layout (an open floor plan with two slide outs- one in the living room and one in the bedroom), loved the immaculate nature of the interior (the previous owners clearly loved this beast) but wasn’t crazy about the price. (Original asking price: $39,999. Ouch)

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Sorry, only picture I have right now of the interior. More to come, I promise!!

Our budget was around $30,000, so we sat in the house car, fantasizing about owning it, and contemplating our options. We figured the worst they could do was say no to a significant discount, so George marched us into the financing office to do battle with the sales manager.

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(Image courtesy of Campers Inn)

We sat down, furiously googling facts and figures about the NADA value of a 2003 Jayco Firenza, and were interrupted by the sales manager immediately dropping the price by $5,500.

Well. That wasn’t hard.

We thanked him, wondering why the discount sprang upon us so quickly, and he explained that he was going to be aggressive with us to try to get us to take the rig because winter is coming quickly upon the Northeast, and snow scares away all but the craziest of RV shoppers. (Read: us) So we would probably be one of the last sales of the season, meaning it put us squarely in the drivers seat. (Pun fully intended. You’re welcome.)

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Apparently this is as frightening to RV dealers as it is to the enemies of the Stark family. (Image courtesy of

Armed with a newfound confidence of being included the ever-coveted buyers market, we asked to drive the rig down to a local mechanic and RV repairman to have it fully checked out before agreeing to anything. I did the same when I bought my used Prius and since this is a houseCAR, I thought it only logical to the same. George was slightly surprised, but pleased with us. He said that most buyers don’t take this extra step to make sure their investment was sound, and not only allowed it, but went the extra mile to drive it down to the mechanic for us.

Great guy, our man George.

Kenny, the local mechanic who had 32 years of experience with RV’s, quickly checked her out from front to back, top to bottom, and reported back that she was in pretty fair condition for an 11 year old rig. The usual repairs not withstanding, I was getting a pretty good deal for a gently used behemoth that was taken extremely good care of. The things he found would have run me around $2,000 for him to fix, and armed with that knowledge, I went back to Campers Inn of Kingston where our friend George was awaiting our decision, and told him we would take it… dependent on all of these repairs being made and another discount. (A buyers market made me heady with power, so I went for it.)

And he said….. you got it.

The final price was knocked down to $32,600 from $39,999. Win!!

But… there was a catch.

(There’s always a catch.)

The repairs wouldn’t be completed for two weeks.

And we were slated to leave town at the end of the week.



Interior of RV: Mine!

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The RV World: Shop ’till you drop

October 4, 2014

The true story…

… of one thirty-something couple (and their pets)…

… choosing to live in an RV…

…travel the country together and have their lives blogged about…

…to find out what happens when people stop being polite…

… and start living in an RV.

Shopping for an RV has been an interesting experience, to say the least.

First of all, the learning curve has been steep. Researching about all the ins and (slide)outs of the different rigs, figuring out what model will best fit our needs, and reading endless “Shopping for Used RV’s” tip pages has taken up most of my free time.

Turns out, shopping for an RV has all of the pitfalls of shopping for a car AND a home, all rolled into one.

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A “Hunt House Car.” Yep. A real thing. From 1937!!  Check out the story here! (Image Source

Has this housecar been in any accidents?

Does this housecar’s roof leak?

Does this housecar need new tires or brakes?

Does this housecar need a new gas/electrical/propane/water system?

Does this housecar’s interior resemble the set of the Golden Girls?

Not exactly the two for one deal one would want.

Then, armed with my various checklists and how-to-inspect tips, we march into a RV dealership to the most incredulous looks on the sales person’s face ever.

I swear, silently, they are saying “What are these two kids doing in here?” with their faces. “Are they lost? Where are the retired parents they are chauffeuring around to shop for RV’s?”

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Apparently we don’t fit in at the local senior center. (Image Source)

Most sales people have been pretty dismissive of us, even as I rattle off (what I think are) impressive RV vocabulary words- “We are looking for a minimum 34 ft Class A gas rig with at least one slide out and preferably a V-10 Vortec or Workhorse engine or the like, as we will be towing our car as well.”

The sales people usually rush us about the lot, letting us duck into a few used RV’s that don’t really fit our needs, or are well outside of our budget. I guess they assume a couple in their early 30’s couldn’t possibly be serious about living full time in a housecar like our travel-happy, elderly counterparts.

That is until we met George.

George was the sales person at Camper’s Inn in Kingston, NH. He was extremely cordial throughout our visit, taking time with us in each of the four rigs he took us inside, researching the questions he had about the few we became interested in, and then even coming in later that week on his day off when we wanted to inspect a particular RV.

In short, George has single handedly saved this shopping experience for us, proving once and for all that we can, and probably should be take seriously by these other sales guys.

Because are now finding ourselves in the final inspection stages of one of those rigs that George patiently showed us …

((Will Selena and Phillip be the proud owners of a brand new ((used)) house car by this time next week? Or will they have to endure other snooty RV salesmen and be reduced to dressing up as a senior citizens to get preferable treatment? Stay tuned to find out!!))


House Car:

Me and Phil: