I’ve never been a negotiator. I remember buying souvenirs on my first mission trip to Jamaica and having to be coached on how to not get ripped off in the outdoor markets. I just didn’t like the confrontation or the back and forth. It was uncomfortable for me. I didn’t have much choice, though, when it came to buying our RV. We had a set budget and a limited amount for a downpayment to make that budget possible. So, here’s the math: limited budget and downpayment + heart set on one particular motorhome + no negotiating skills = lots of research and many pep talks from the wife. It worked though. We sent them an offer for way too little and they countered with way too much. We countered back with our max and then we waited. They countered again but it still wasn’t where we needed them to be so we waited again. It actually became as simple as saying no to their offer and waiting for a lower offer until, at last, they agreed to what we had said our max was in the first place. It took a whole week, but by george, the deal was done.
We had done it! We decluttered, sold our house, found our dream home on wheels, secured the finances and financing to purchase the RV, and finally closed the deal. Now it was pickup time. The Motorhome we had chosen was at RV Roadway, a RV dealer in Calera Alabama. I left on a Tuesday and drove to Mississippi to stay with some friends. The friends generously provided a hotel room for me and I slept there for the night and was up early the next morning ready to inspect our new home. As I drove up to the dealership, I saw the RV with a hose on top of it. They were double checking that there were no leaks. It looked beautiful and my gut stopped turning. I really felt that “this is what we’re supposed to do” feeling. It was great because I honestly expected the other feeling, you know, the “what in the heck have we gotten ourselves into” feeling. Six hours of inspecting, fixing, inspecting again, hooking up the trailer, inspecting again, fixing again, and one new generator fuel pump later I was ready to roll. I left at five or so in the evening to head towards home.
Allow me to take a second and sing the praises of RV Roadway in Calera Alabama. They met every need and kept every promise. In fact, they went above and beyond any request I had made and I am extremely grateful that we found our RV at their dealership. If you are looking for an RV, check out RVRoadway.com and see if they may have what you need. If your experience is half as good as mine was you’ll be a happy camper. (See what I did there?)
A day and a half later, after a kind of nerve wracking trip with a malfunctioning tow dolly and a creepy night in a wal mart parking lot in Tupelo Mississippi I was home. Melinda and the kids were so excited to see the RV and so were our friends and family. They came from everywhere and, of course, we were more than gracious to show them around. After all, the tour didn’t take very long. While looking and cleaning we came across some unexpected water damage. I know, I know, I was supposed to have found that while I was at the dealership. Well, I didn’t, and I’m sorry. We spent a couple of days cleaning, a couple more days replacing some wood, a half a day resealing every nook and cranny on the outside of the Motorhome, and it was like new again.
So as you read this we are headed towards our first lengthy adventure in the Adventure Wagon. We are likely learning new things about what being a full time “RVer” is all about. Our kids are figuring out how to live so close to each-other and mommy and daddy. Hopefully nothing is going horribly wrong. The truth is, it’s ok if it does. As long as we are safe. This plan to go full time in a Motorhome isn’t about life being perfect. It’s about embracing the imperfect and making things work. We are living on the road for our family. We are traveling the country for the health of the American family. We are putting up with whatever we end up putting up with because we have chosen this. I, for one, am excited to see what happens. I told Melinda a few months ago before all of this was really going, “I would rather try this and fail than let fear keep us from doing it and regretting never trying it.” I still feel like that. It applies to my every day. What are you to scared to fail at? Do it. Why not go out and MAKE your dream come true!?
Thanks for reading…stay tuned for further adventures!