Dh (BF at the time) was acting funny, didn't think too much about it. He'd bought a ratty ole RV, we threw the bike in the trailer and we were off to Sturgis, SD for the bike rally. RV is chugging along, we make it there and have a strange (dh still acting weird) but good time. Time to leave, we get about 200 miles east of Sturgis, stop for gas and something to eat, RV won't start. Dh checks the oil, it's almost empty so he fills it up, we have lunch and pray it starts. An hour later it's cooled enough and starts reluctantly, we never shut it off again until we reached Massachusetts. Took turns driving, stopped every couple of hundred miles to pour in 4 or 5 qts of oil and a can of Mystery Oil. The thing was leaking oil so bad it was leaking into the cab of the RV, the white trailer we were towing was now black. We get almost home but have to climb that one last mountain before we hit the MA Turnpike, the poor RV was at about 5mph when we hit the top, dh was thinking about taking out the bike and towing the freaking thing up the hill.
All through this dh is still acting strange but I figure he's just irritated and worried about getting home. So we make it to the top of the mountain and now we're home free, the RV gives a big sigh of relief and we head down the other side, we're about an hour from home.
Pull into the yard, RV and trailer are covered with oil, we're both exhausted from the stress of the ride. Two days later dh tells me he's leaving (he was bf at the time) and that he took me to Sturgis cuz he had promised me he would. Gee thanks for the F#$*ing good time A-hole. We stayed split up for about 3 months, he figured I'd hang around until he figured out what he wanted to do....WRONG... he saw me with another guy and that pretty much made up his mind for him
We still don't talk about that vacation and that was 18 years ago.
Oh the RV motor had 2 missing cylinders on one side and a half missing on the other, I don't know how we made it home.