When we test drove the "Cruiser" in January of this year I distinctly remember the uncomfortable feeling of looking into the rear view mirror mounted on the windshield and not being able to see what was behind me. I thought to myself as I looked into the mirror and saw the reflection of the RV kitchen, "Why did they bother putting this mirror in here. I can't see anything." As Becky, the salesman and I drove up and down I-75, I continually looked in that mirror, each time seeing the same thing and each time wishing I could see the road behind me. I have since learned to use the side mirrors much more effectively. I've also discovered that the mirror on the middle of the windshield is my favorite one to use. Now, when I look in that mirror, I see that Abby is working on her math homework, or Carter is just about to fall asleep, and most enjoyable of all, is watching the two of them giggle when Carter says "Poop."
I know that by the time the trip is over, I'm going to have to adjust the mirror to see the top of Carter's head, and that the little girl that we left with will be more grown up. I'm sure that some of my favorite memories from our time on the road will be framed by that mirror.
So I'm glad they decided to leave that mirror hanging there, although I'm not sure it will be there when the next guy drives the Cruiser.
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