Today was a sad day and a busy one. We had to work really hard to complete the packing, cleaning and preparation on the RV before taking it about 10 miles down the road to Motor Home Specialist www.mhsrv.com in Alvarado. We should have been off the RV Ranch campground www.rv-ranch.com by 12:00 but overshot, just as we did last time by an hour or so, but as always they were very helpful and supportive to the extent that they turn a blind eye to the number of trips we make to fill their dumpster up, and even washing the vehicle down.
On leaving the campground we put another 10 gallons of fuel in the tank to take it to just over half a tank which is a requirement should we put it up for sale by consignment, presumably to ensure there’s sufficient fuel for test drives by potential buyers. The drive to Alvarado was a very sad one for us.
On arrival at MHS I drove to the workshops to arrange for a few minor repairs to be done on the vehicle. I then drove back to the main building to drop Rosina and all of our luggage off before running back down to the workshop area (this is a big complex) to park the RV for the last time. I took some photographs of the interior to remind us of what she looked like. I found myself talking to her, thanking her for looking after us so well.
She’s been ours for nearly 18 months and our home for 6 months in all kinds of weather from ice and snow, through near-hurricane winds and rain to scorching dry heat in deserts, and been our mode of transport for some 15,500 miles. That’s a lot of miles on a lot of different kinds of roads and she’s never let us down, never missed a beat, and done everything required of her. I'm glad now we're not shipping her to Europe. She's a big vehicle with a big engine and designed to travel the wide open spaces of America. This is where she's meant to be, this is where she belongs. I sincerely hope that her next owners will love her as much as us. There were a few tears shed as we said goodbye, she had help make our dreams come true.
Because of the way we had been treated by officials at both the American Embassy in London and Immigration officials on our arrivals here, I'm not sure that I want to ever return to America. Their paranoia following 9/11 had resulted in their refusing to grant us an extended visa so that we could have seen far more and done it all at leisure. These two trips have been amazing but we were constantly under pressure to keep moving in order to get everything done during each 90 day tour.
As I took the long walk back to the main building to join The Chef I felt very sad yet pleased we bit the bullet and did what we did. My darling Chef had loved the lifestyle and the freedom it bought us, and because of that I'm sure one day we'll return to motorhoming.