A while back I was going crazy.
I’m ignoring all of your snickers
I was hankerin’ for a design project.
I gave Ben a choice; he could agree to purchase an additional property around the size of a Newport mansion or we could get a brand spankin’ new state-of-the-art little toy on wheels that I could dismantle and redesign to my liking and he could have no say in any of my likely misunderstood design choices: which is code for “Momma’s gunna do a little demo”.
As a seasoned pro
husband of mine he choose the latter.
Out the door (internet search) I went.
La De Da
La De Da
Like skipping to grandmother’s house if grandmother lived at an RV dealership I went and after a big meal
deal I brought home…
A 2016 Shasta Airflyte styled after their most popular 1961 model.
All the bells and whistles of modern comfort and technology but with ‘tude.
And, I have proceeded to take this beauty and rip it apart much to the chagrin of all around, which only doubles my pleasure.
These are but a few of the magical redesigns that have taken place.
I am currently working on completing
brow-beating others Ben into completing their end of my project.
With the soon-to-be arrival of reupholstered cushions and a few bits and pieces
necessary actual camping and hook-up equipment I will snap some Ta Da! pics (with links to suppliers and products) to reveal the splendid wonder of our new newly refurbished and designed little Shasta called Daisy (after my grandmother, whom, btw, wouldn’t have been caught dead in a camper RV, though she could have baked a pie in a barbecue pit she was such a good baker).
I need to figure out how to do that.