Sarah Walker Gorrell, Author

 This is a story about the "Honey Wagon."

(And there's an explanation, which you'll learn at the end of the story about how it came to be called a "honey" wagon when it has absolutely nothing to do with Bees!!)

You know, Mike and I have seen more interesting things while sitting at this table. Some are, "OMGosh, did you see that!" or "OMGosh, look at that ...no, Mike, not that way....look over here, NO, over this way!" (That's usually how it goes!)

RVing is camping, at its best. We're like a rolling house on wheels. Heat and A/C, Cooking facilities (stove, Microwave Convection Oven, Fridge with Freezer, sink to wash dishes (no, Mike doesn't have "dishpan hands!"), lavatory to wash one's face or brush one's teeth, shower to cleanse the body and a potty for "you know what" .....those private moments.

There's a tank that holds freshwater, a tank that holds gray water (from the dishes and shower), and a tank that holds the yucky black water (from the potty.)

Many RV parks have full hook-ups - water, electric, and sewer. Then, there are those parks where one has to fill one's water tank on the way in and at some point, make a trip to dump the Gray and Black water tanks.

This story began the day we were waiting in line to dump our tanks and fill the freshwater tank.

In front of us was a pickup truck towing a small "Honey Wagon" ...... that apparently needed dumping. Rather than moving their entire rig, this couple had chosen to use a "Honey Wagon" for their "overflow."

The couple got out of the pickup - the man on the driver's side and the woman on the passenger side. The man really just stood and watched while the woman (wife?) began the dirty duty of emptying said "Honey Wagon." She opened the valve, moved the wagon to the sewer, opened the sewer cap at the dump site, and she proceeded to empty said contents. The man stood and watched.

The "coup de gras" was when the deed was done, the woman bent down and picked up the heavy Honey Wagon (he did let the tailgate down, on the pickup) and she put it into the back of the pickup!!

Now, nobody had on gloves and this was a nasty, nasty task that had just been completed. Apparently, she got something on her hands because she walked to the side of the pickup ..... slinging her hands as if to rid her fingers of whatever was there! Yes, there's water - yes, she could have washed her hands.

Mike and I both looked at each other and said, "did you see that!!!"

(BTW, as promised, it's called a Honey Wagon because of the "honey-colored water" that comes out of it. Now, you'll never eat honey, again!)

And, if some of you RVers have a Honey Wagon, I mean no disrespect .....but I don't see one in our future!!