Charlie. Just Charlie.
Gratuitous furry kid/coach pics.
It started with the movie “RV”, with lame-ass Robin Williams. Their GPS was called Lola. We carried the name over to the coach. She’s taken on her own personality since then, with a healthy lack of anything Robin Williams. Or Robin Thicke. Because fuck that guy.
Man, seriously. It fills the lane damn near edge to edge. My proudest driving moment was taking it through downtown San Francisco on the 101. Never left the lane, never hit anyone. I count that as a huge success.
I’ve been scoping those out too! Trying to find something I can pull behind the Jetta TDi, and there’s actually more choices than I thought there would be when I started out on my search.
While I’ve been looking so very much forward to getting a teardrop or other style of tiny travel trailer for Liv and I to take out on weekend getaways, you really, REALLY can’t beat this beast. We’ve had her for about 8 years now, and there’ve been a lot of memories made that involved her (yes, she’s a her, and her name is Lola). I look forward to taking her out more often.