Morning comes, and we examine the day's email over Toaster Strudel, and gaze out at nature through the bullet-proof glass. Afternoons, and the kids return from one of their rare sojourns outside the vehicle with leaves they have taken from other children. Midnight, and our gang of cut-ups gets a little bit wacky, as we cruise through the campgrounds, bulldozing dangerous campfires and shouting karaoke through the rooftop loudspeaker system. One of the fascinating routines is refueling time, and we are still fascinated with the en-route refueling, as the tanker truck pulls up alongside, docks with our moving vehicle, fills us up and sends us on our way to the next lucky park. Ordinary people can't afford this fine and full-featured machine.
Most registered users are warlords, emirates, or rock groups.
Ours fell into our hands, having served as a rolling recording studio for a band that then experienced artistic differences. After they dried it out and picked the seaweed off, we were able to acquire it for song. Our one customization was to hitch a secondary model to a ball hitch in back. We use the main vehicle for the long haul, but we make side trips, like to buy travelers checks, in the shuttlecraft. The Behemoth 2000 is like a member of our family.