Changing our minds

Funny how we have great plans. Some become real, some go on the back burner and some don't happen. We had a dream, or was it a plan. We were going to purchase a small travel trailer, actually a tear-drop trailer which really amounted to a king size bed on wheels. We envisioned ourselfs with the cat and dog, highway driving, pulling this little trailer and passerbyers staring at us as we motored down the highway. We checked it out, got really excited, then went to the R.V. show, where we saw big, bigger and biggest travel trailers. We saw houses on wheels, actually motor coaches that cost as much if not more than some homes. We walked through, touched the chairs, checked out the bedrooms, looked for the washrooms and stepped out again. Hundreds of R.V.'s, lots of money, lots of brouchers showing people camped by a lake with a fire blazing. All very idealistic. We took a break at the concession stand, dropped $15.00 on two hot dogs and a drink, talked it over and discussed R.V. We came to a conclusion. If we had'nt been camping before, what makes us think we would want to do it now, if ever. When we started to add up the dollars it seemed to us room service, a romote control, hot water and fresh washroom overrode the need to be outdoors. We figured if we really wanted to have the camp fire, we could go for a picnic instead. Our dream of a trailer vanished.