My husband has wanted an RV as long as I've known him. This is because he has about three happy memories from his adolescence, and one of them involves an RV.
Now, normally as you set the boundaries for a marriage, you've got to accommodate some of the quirks of your partner. My husband copes with the fact that I love horses. I cope with the fact that my husband loves machines.
We've been married about 15 years now, and the RV negotiation has been going on since 1983. In 2007 I gave in, and the RV search began in earnest. You can see the result in "The Bluebird of Happiness".
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