So, I just booked an RV for an upcoming trip to Alaska, and it's making me freak out a little bit. (Bonnie Sue, yes, Alaska. I have to ask you for suggestions.) Because here's the thing: I don't like driving *regular* vehicles. The concept of navigating a 24-foot vehicle -- a vehicle large enough to include a bed and toilet and still have room for a flat screen television -- sounds absolutely terrifying to me.
I'm wondering if anyone has suggestions on this. I mean, on the one hand, I think it sounds fun -- the rental fee includes fishing poles, for god's sakes. Where in New York would a rental car include fishing poles? But on the other hand, I am imagining myself trying to navigate down narrow Alaskan highways on roads crammed with other people who also do not know how to drive RVs, and I am a little scared.
The other thing I have realized, in this Alaska planning, is that visiting Alaska in July is like going up to someone and handing them your wallet and pin number. They *hose* you. This RV rental company had an ad on its website saying that if you booked now, you could get a 25% discount on July, and a 50% discount on May, June, August and September. Sounds great, right? But can you really call something a "50% discount" if it's offered for nearly half the year? Because here's the thing: Very few tourists come to Alaska in January and ask to rent an RV (freezing weather! snow! four hours of daylight! let's go!). So it doesn't make any sense for the January rate to actually be higher than the July rate.
By my logic, this means that the "normal" January rate is just a hypothetical charge -- like, if some idiot wanted to rent an RV to tour Alaska in February, more power to him -- he'd just have to pay the RV equivalent of a "stupidity tax." Traveling to Alaska in July, on the other hand, represents a different type of stupidity -- I've decided that tourism in July has replaced whale blubber as a way that Alaskans protect themselves against winter starvation.
Anyway, my real point is this: RVs are, by their very nature, somewhat ridiculous creations that I also find quite scary. And yet, for some reason ("adventure"? the inherent hilarity of me in a recreational vehicle?) I just booked one. Stay tuned.
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