As a little girl, we were avid campers and caught fish providing much of our freezer meat for the winter. We always camped in a tent, until I was about 11. Anyway, most people camped in tents back then. Even so, every once in awhile, someone would have a travel trailer. Then one day, riding my bike through the campground, I spotted it .... a PUP! I stopped dead in my tracks and stared like only a child can get away with. I tried to figure out what it was, unsuccessfully. I pedaled back to our site as fast as I could to tell my dad about what I had seen. He told me what they were called and explained that they folded up into a little box. I was intrigued and wanted to see this happen. I couldn't figure out how it could have stuff in it, when it folded up. There were a couple of kids camping in that PUP. When I saw them at the playground (we were all free range kids back in those days) I made of point of making friends with them, in the hopes of seeing inside their camper. I never did completely inside, but I caught some glimpses, when the door was open. I asked my parents if we could get one. My dad said no, they are a waste of money, just a tent on wheels. He clearly had never been in one. As the years past, I was able to see more of them, both folded up and open, but never managed to be there at the correct time to witness set-up or take-down. They remained a mystery well into my adulthood. When my own kids were young, and we upgraded from a tent, I mistakenly thought a PUP would not have enough sleeping space for the 6 (sometimes 7) of us. We went with a TT for some years. Once our two oldest were married, we got a Class C for awhile, but it ended up too cramped and we went back to a tent. That's when I decided to go for a PUP, like the ones that had intrigued me so many years ago. When I started looking for one, I found and fell in love with, a hard sided Apache. It still had all the "transformer" action going on, but solid sides and way cool neon green. There have been a few PUPs in my life between the Apache and now. The one I have now has all my requirements, so will likely stick around awhile. I wanted to tell this story because I read of so many people reliving their childhood memories of camping in a PUP. I am just the opposite. I am living the dream that I had a child to have one of those cool, fold-up campers. My parents did eventually buy a truck camper, but it can't compare to a PUP. Now they drive a nice Class A. MY dad has changed his tune about PUPs not being real campers, since he has seen mine. So what influenced your decision to become a PUP owner?