Lets discuss what a cab-over camper entails so you can
live the experience as we vicariously travel down the long road to
Florida. First off there is a twin size bed over the cab surrounded
by windows that all have curtains and a plastic vent in the roof for
ventilation that is opened with a crank. On the lover level is a
kitchen, closet, bathroom, and table. The table turn into a bed at
night and the cupboards above the table turn into the third bed so
there were three beds for six people which meant we all shared which
was generally okay until it was potty time in the middle of the
night. My dad would get down from the from bed and either have to
come up and over my mom or just shake the whole camper while he made
his way to the back. The cupboard turned bed was very close to the
roof and the inside person was in a deep dark place that was
impossible to get out of without waking everyone up. It was also
tortuous for me because I only sleep five to six hours a night and I
would wake up so very bored and be on the dark inside with neither
book nor game for distraction. Like a claustrophobic dark living hell
of tedium. The kitchen has a tiny sink and fridge and a small prep
area so my mom would generally kick us out to go play while she made
our meals. Most were sandwiches and such but every couple of nights
she would do a little something special which many times was rice
covered with this two part simulated stir-fry kit that had a can full
of mushy stuff taped to a can of crisp stuff that you mixed together
right before you poured it on the rice and added crispy noodles. It
was my idea of some really fine dining but that may have just been
relative to cold bologna and government cheese sandwiches. That was
basically our sleep and it situation for all of our trips but
especially prolonged for this one.
