A few months ago my parents approached Michael and I about doing a family RV trip to see some of the historical sights related to our church, we belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. We all agreed on a date and started the preparations. Eventually that date arrived and my parents along with Michael and I and our three children, and my brother and three of his children and one niece all set out to Nauvoo, IL later than planned one evening in July. Yes, you counted correctly there were 12 of us in a Class "C" RV.
Even though it was a little cramped at times, everyone was so excited to be in the RV. My parents drove up from Ocoee to pick up me and Michael and our youngest. The two olders were already with them, and had been for a while.
We found out later that my dad (by trip's end was referred to as grump-pa) had forbidden everyone to use the bathroom in the RV and actually stopped at a rest area on the way up to Gainesville. Too funny!! That was the whole point of the RV.
