Over several months, we had looked at several hundred (I kid you not) motor homes, either up close and personal or, as in most cases, on the internet. The choice was bewildering, some of the prices, even more so! We quickly realised that, we knew what we liked, we also realised, just as quickly, that we couldn't afford what we liked! Silly money was being asked, even for an old builders van with 120k on the clock that had been, 'converted'. We learned to spot, and dismiss, those very quickly.
Also the ones with names. Maybe I'm wrong but, any advert that started with, 'We are reluctantly parting with 'Dolly/Daisy/Colin/Sebastien' or just about any cutesy name you could think of, rang alarm bells with me.
I also bought my first book from Vicarious Books entitled, 'Go Motorhoming and Caravanning' I read it from cover to cover and, at the end of it, I'd been put off the idea, completely!
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| For reluctant sale. Much loved, Daisy Tinkerbell.... |
All this talk of grey water, black water, fresh water, drinking water, watts, amps, voltage, amp-hours. MIRO's, payloads, etc. Talk of people being gassed in their vans and being robbed or, just being robbed, what? How complicated and/or dangerous was this thing called motor homing? No sir, this is definitely Not for me!
