Sunday, August 18, 2013

Retrospective view of Wild camping


Brian and I celebrated our 16-year anniversary in July and I am always a little retrospective around this time of year.  I had a revelation recently; I should have known I was headed for a life of “trailering” way back in the early days of our courtship.  When we were dating, Brian brought me down to Disney World to meet his parents, who were on a trailering trip from Denver. 

Brian was so incredibly nervous on the plane to Orlando,  I realized at that moment he was sharing a side of him that most girls never saw.  His parents’ approval was vital for this relationship to go further.  He prepped me about trailer life for the entire flight and explained that they had a 30 foot trailer and he would be sleeping in a tent outside while I got to sleep on the kitchen table that converted to a bed.  He was so excited to report that the trailer pad (the area where the trailer is planted) at Disney was the “Ritz Carlton” of camp grounds because it was paved and very level so his dad would not have to worry about using boards to level the trailer when they unhitched.  I smiled and let it all roll over my head – leveling, unhitching were beyond my comprehension.  All I thought was,  “wow, Brian is so cute when he talks about his parents!"

We arrived and Sue and Jerry picked us up from the airport and headed for Fort Wilderness campground.  I recall thinking, this was cool and the campsites were perfectly manicured and the “trailer pads” were very nice.  Upon arrival, I met Brian’s sister, Jenny, who had also flown in for the long weekend.  It was announced while Jenny and I were shaking hands that we would be “bunking up” together on the kitchen table.  My smile froze on my face and I began to think, this is a bit odd. 
The weekend ended up being great and we had a ton of fun.  We got in a routine of showering in the public restrooms and on the last day, Sue offered for me to shower in the trailer.  Brian leaned over and whispered, “that means she really likes you!”

I learned a lot about the Wilds that weekend, mainly that so many of their family memories were tied to trailer trips.  Brian and his three siblings had traveled to 48 states and mapped out every small town they visited.  I should have had an inkling about the need for him to continue this tradition.  Living up to the Wild name was definitely going to be an adventure.  

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