FTJ, Entry 132: Oops, We Did it Again

We are really enjoying our month here in Fort Myers Beach. The weather has been perfect, the people friendly, the resort really first-rate. The area has everything you would want, including a terrific Broadway-caliber theater, where last night we saw a touring company production of "Rock of Ages." Fabulous fun.

Just some photos:

Entrance to the resort.

Our site at Gulf Waters resort.

The park's resident gator, about 4 feet long -- he hangs out directly in front of our site along the pond.

Stork checking out the gator. Stupid or brave, not sure which.

One of many fabulous sunsets we watch daily.

Ten minutes down the road, we have the gorgeous white beach that allows dogs and features a bunch of lively restaurants.

Oh Yeah -- Now for the Oops Part...

Well, I guess we are committed to RV-ing a while longer, in that we finally found a diesel pusher we like and could (barely) justify in our budget. As some of you know, we had been looking for a bigger RV for so long that we actually gave up, and partially because of that, we both were vacillating on whether to keep up this lifestyle much longer. 

Then we saw this small RV dealer practically across the street from where we are staying, and I guess it was fate. The coach made the decision for us. This is a motorhome we can live in for quite a while (well, if it's not a lemon). The dealer has to fix a few things, but we should take delivery by the end of next week.

Is this wise? OMG. Are we nucking futs?  

Oh, who really cares? 

(Big talker. If only I were truly that cavalier about life. Those of you who know me understand why I have not slept for two nights straight. I am a nerve-jangled wreck.)

But what the hell. We only go 'round once. We'll likely have to subsist on Alpo in our dotage (or are we in that now?), but by then we will likely not realize it -- or care all that much. 

So our new home is a 2003 (same age as our current coach) Newmar Dutch Star, in fabulous shape. It's more than 40 feet long -- nearly five feet longer than good ole Harvey the Marvey RV, and of course, a diesel pusher. More living area and room to breathe for the two of us; more torque, better climbing, and engine braking for Beau; a larger bedroom and more  tile flooring  for me. But we did have to make a few compromises, such as the oak cabinetry (we both prefer dark wood) and a few other things.  

Newmar is a very highly regarded RV manufacturer, so we are keeping our fingers crossed. Naturally, there are bound to be issues...here's hoping they won't be major. 

HERE WE GO AGAIN!

So here it is. Looks gigantic, doesn't it?

Love the tile floors. Tiled all the way back to the bedroom, which has a speckled shag carpet. It also has a work area next to the table/credenza with a slide out for our laptop and printer.

 

The bedroom has its own vanity (we will have his and hers sinks and medicine cabinets), and a built-in one-piece washer/dryer.

That's enough news from your crazy friends today. (What the %$#!!#& next?)  Have a great one.

Tanks, Panky

P.S. Thought I would just throw in this last photo for a chuckle. This is how Beau drives these beasts. Barefoot. Kind of worrisome, but he seems to have done all right thus far.