Well she's home and parked in the driveway...not without a bit of drama however. When I started to pull out from the dealership, I noted the gas tank had less than a 1/4 tank of gas. I'd been told it would be full. So I found the salesguy and asked. He told me that he'd get it filled; he told me to follow him to the gas station. We drove about three miles and turned into a "corporate gas station." We pulled through to the last row of pumps. Alvin, the salesguy, turned in left and drove past the pumps. He got out of his car and pointed left, so I turned too. I didn't check first, and suddenly there's a loud crunch. OH #@$%!!! I hit a tall cement column that all stations have to keep us from hitting the pumps. There is a fender (bolted on) above the dualy wheel wheel. I rubbed paint and scratched the hell out of it. Didn't touch the rig itself THANK GOD! I couldn't believe it; I've been in it 10 minues and have already got the first ding! Alvin was pointing at the pump and not giving me turning directions. I learned a valuable lesson...always, always, always check the mirrors. It's fixable; and my neighbor says the local car repair shop up the road can probably do it. Obviously, I will have to get it fixed soonest to avoid the razzing that will come from all my friends. On the way home (about 35 miles), it started to pour. Oh fine! Then finally, I get home, and my neighbor (the semi-truck driver) is out to help me back Foo Foo into the driveway. I follow his directions and her lined up perfectly, and I begin to back up. Well, between the crown in the road, the gutter, and the semi-climb into the driveway, there's another rather loud screeching sound. I'm going ever so slowly, and my neighbor, Sterling, says it's the hitch on the back. So I stop, go forward, then try again...and again, hitting the hitch. So darling Sterling tells me to stay put, goes and gets some plywood and puts it right behind the left tire. Then he says to back up again...the plywood works and I get up over the "hump" and into the driveway. I back her up and stop. We are home. And we find that the shore power cable actually reaches from the rig to the outside plug (I did have the 30 amp to 15 amp plug adapter), so now she's on shore power. WHAHOOO!
Isn't she gorgeous?
Next to all those LARGE Class As, it didn't look this big on the lot! OMG that's a big RV!
The first of the inside pictures (will post more tomorrow...after I rest up from the big day today!