LA To The Grand Canyon In The Mercedes-Benz Of RVs
Piloting an 8,500-pound motorized house down the highway is far from my idea of fun, yet inexplicably, I’m enjoying myself. My grin has nothing to do with my camper’s handling, as this heavily accoutered Mercedes-Benz Sprinter drives like a 25-foot long breadbox. My smile has nothing to do with on-road stability, as the ten-foot-tall, slab-sided vehicle reacts to wind gusts like the vertical stabilizer on a Boeing jet. My delight has nothing to do with its throttle or braking response, either, as both are as numb as your forehead after the eighth beer.
This monstrosity makes me happy for one reason – my passengers are undeniably having a good time.
Two days earlier, I had shoveled my wife and two kids into this Airstream Interstate 3500′s sliding door, cranked over its six-cylinder diesel engine and pointed its black and chrome nose out of greater Los Angeles and towards the Grand Canyon. Now, with the 17-million-year-old fissure less than an hour over the horizon, and with everyone chatting giddily about the upcoming spectacle, I’ve pleasantly come to realize that the motorhome method of travel isn’t just for those hobbled bodies with thinning gray hair.
Review: 2013 Airstream Interstate 3500 EXT