Dating back to our family vacation days, my siblings and I sometimes take note of the ridiculous names on massive RVs. One day in the middle of nowhere in Canada about five years ago, I passed an “Intruder” RV – but I couldn’t get a photo and I sometimes wondered if my eyes had deceived me.
One of these babies ran a red light the other day and almost took me out. I was really mad. I wanted to kick it, I would have if it wasn’t so much bigger than I am.
It really does exist!
Dating back to our family vacation days, my siblings and I sometimes take note of the ridiculous names on massive RVs. One day in the middle of nowhere in Canada about five years ago, I passed an “Intruder” RV – but I couldn’t get a photo and I sometimes wondered if my eyes had deceived me.
So sadly, sadly ironic.
One of these babies ran a red light the other day and almost took me out. I was really mad. I wanted to kick it, I would have if it wasn’t so much bigger than I am.
Ahhhh, the scourge of the highway.
This is why I love my teardrop trailer.