I had seen photos of the progression for weeks, but nothing prepared me for what I saw when we drove up that windy driveway in Arkansas. My stomach was still queazy from those Ozark Mountain roads, my eyes welled with tears, and I gave a tiny gasp and covered my mouth. All I could think was HOLY SHIT! There it was. Our little camper dreams were just sitting there right in front of our teary eyes. The only way to explain our feelings toward this little camper is just complete