Chapter Two: With the PC-10 in the timeout corner let us move onto the red tent. This little buddy popped up about 3 hours from me on FB Marketplace. I saw it within thirty minutes of posting and instantly wrote the seller stating that I would love to buy it and that I come out at his convenience. After the person in front of me ghosted the seller got back to me, his convenience was 7:30 pm.
I start my day at 4:00 am so 7:30 pm is like midnight for me, an additional minor detail is that I do not see very well at night, but it's a red tent...so I agree thinking highway driving won't be too bad. It turns out this was in Littleton, NH, and I live in Portland, ME and there was no highway driving. It's all winding, dark, poorly lit, steep mountain roads in legit moose country.
At one point in my drive there, as the sun was setting mind you I was driving directly into that blinding setting sun for the first leg of the trip-I got really excited because I thought I saw a mouse. I slowed down so I could take a pic. It turned out to be a guy in some Carhartt pants and a brown shirt. To say that I was disappointed would be an understatement.
It also turns out that while a Nintendo red tent could slide/fit comfortably in my old Volvo V70 wagon, the same cannot be said for my newer Volvo XC70 wagon, but I will spare you the details on that. Who knew? I felt truly horrible for the seller because we had to work a little harder than we should have to get this mess loaded into my car.
Old Volvo: Look at all of that room.
New Volvo: I wasn't planning on trading it in anyway.
