Far Away Places

Grandpa bought a deluxe motor home; it's equipped with all the
works: stove, sink, shower, AC, TV, CD, cruise control and
refrigerator. It even has an awning for sitting out in the shade.
Grandpa was happy.
While he was waiting for it to be delivered, he went to the travel
agency and bought maps and got brochures for all the places he'd ever
dreamed of visiting: Disney World, Yellowstone, Grand Canyon,
Vancouver, Boston and Miami.
Then they delivered it, bright and shiny, right to his front door. Now,
how's that for service? The first night he had it, he camped out in it,
"just to break it in." He spent most of the night looking through the
brochures and mapping out their first big trip. Grandpa was happy.
Grandma just chuckled and shook her head.
The next day, he was up with the sun and he surprised Grandma by
cooking breakfast for her out in his little kitchen. After breakfast,
he was ready to take his motor home out for a spin. He and Grandma
climbed up into the cabin and he started the engine. Grandpa was
happy.
He drove carefully and cautiously out to the end of the driveway. From
high up in the cabin, the world had a whole new look: the sky was
closer, the lanes were narrower, and the pavement seemed so far away!
Grandpa was not so happy now.
So he backed the motor home cautiously and carefully down the driveway
and parked it in the back yard. Grandma just chuckled and shook her
head.
Grandpa spends his weekends camping out in his new motor home.
Sometimes you can look out into the back yard and see him napping in
the shade of the awning; sometimes you can smell the fish he's cooking
out there. At night, beyond the glow of multicolored lanterns, you can
see him sitting under the lamp at his little kitchen table, reading
about far away places. Grandpa is happy.
Grandma just chuckles and shakes her head; she's happy too.