One of my dearest BFF’s bought a 1958 Deville 12 foot camper. It’s a complete dream. Completely. Think of all the possibilities of road trips. ENDLESS. The goal of any road trip of course is where you’ll end up at sunset and what cocktail you’ll be having at that moment sunset begins. Let’s get our priorities straight here.
She bought this camper (who I think they’ve named Mary Jane or Betty — I can’t remember which is the car and which is the camper….) and traveled from Atlanta to California (San Fran area) to pick it up. A magical journey ensued in which I would text her mid-day – ‘So where are you now’….then afternoon ‘what cocktail and where will you be for sunset’…..then ‘where are you headed today? ….. yadda yadda yadda…… it went on for a month and finally they came back through Birmingham so I could see and touch and completely think of stealing the camper as they slept over night on their way home to Atlanta.
So…last night… I dreamed of road trips…. and cocktails at sunset… settling into National Parks and putting enticing invitations on other campers doors to join us for cocktails, conversations and stories of the road around a roaring campfire… as we plotted our next few days of sunsets and cocktails. Endless possibilities…. endless I tell you. ::::dreamy sigh:::::
Don’t worry — I didn’t steal the camper. I do get to plan road trips though. We’ll go GLAMPING….. Just us girls. ::::beaming:::::::
Cocktails at Seven 