So a couple weeks ago, when I was out Fridays and nobody could reach me, I was actually traveling out West to pick up the latest addition to the Strohl family garage, my new motorhome!
See, whenever we’ve gone to Hershey in recent years, we’ve always had to stay in a hotel. But what’s a swap meet experience if you’re not camping on the field, selling your junk parts on a folding card table and cracking on everybody who walks by wearing a sandwich board? So we set out to find a vintage motorhome that would not only haul our junk parts to Hershey, but one that would also grab attention rolling down the highway.
It made the cross-country trip back home to Vermont just fine, though it got a little low on blinker fluid around Buffalo, I had to make a U-turn in Utica, and I creamed a cow around Cleveland (thus the gaping hole in the grille). It was a square cow, too. Weird.
I got big plans for it too. First up, I’m going to ditch that big gas hog V-8 in there and build up one of those Crosley four-cylinders I bought a couple years ago for it – gas is still expensive, you know. I’ll have to replace the cow-creamed grille, and I want to install a four-burner propane grill, so I’ll combine the two and mount the grill in the grille (“Yo, dawg! We heard you like grilling, so we put a grill in your grille so you can grill while you, uh, drive…”). I’ll turn the side-mounted basketball pole around so we can shoot some hoops. And I need to find one of these. Stop by and see us at Hershey – we’ll be in the Plaid Field!