Hey all,
I haven't posted in over 2 years. I'm back!
I remember when I was in 4th grade. My dad had a Winnebago Class C similar to the Minnie Winnie RVs. My dad would park it right outside the tennis courts for 7-10 days. We would play tennis in the morning from 7:00am-10:00am, then rest and watch TV inside the RV in the air conditioning from 10am-3pm. Then we would play tennis from 3:00pm til 11:00pm/midnight, then do it all again the next day. We had air conditioning, a cold refrigerator with root beer in there, a hot shower, and a bed to sleep in. I kept thinking to myself, "What could be better than this? I play all day and have fun! Why in the world do I need a house?"
When I was in the 5th grade, I was on this 3 week bicycle tour (with my family) of northern New Mexico and southern Colorado (yes, I climbed Wolf Creek Pass, more impressively so did my 45 year old mother), I saw a converted school bus rv that had a would stove in it. He was a super friendly guy, and I thought "That is what I want to do. Be mobile, be free, no rent, control your own destiny."
I'm 49 now and I'm searching for an RV so that I can start fulltiming. Unfortunately, I have a house. Houses suck up so much time and money that it isn't even funny. I forgot about the simplicity of my youth and how that simplicity is always true.
Anyone else figure this stuff out when you were really young?
John
I haven't posted in over 2 years. I'm back!
I remember when I was in 4th grade. My dad had a Winnebago Class C similar to the Minnie Winnie RVs. My dad would park it right outside the tennis courts for 7-10 days. We would play tennis in the morning from 7:00am-10:00am, then rest and watch TV inside the RV in the air conditioning from 10am-3pm. Then we would play tennis from 3:00pm til 11:00pm/midnight, then do it all again the next day. We had air conditioning, a cold refrigerator with root beer in there, a hot shower, and a bed to sleep in. I kept thinking to myself, "What could be better than this? I play all day and have fun! Why in the world do I need a house?"
When I was in the 5th grade, I was on this 3 week bicycle tour (with my family) of northern New Mexico and southern Colorado (yes, I climbed Wolf Creek Pass, more impressively so did my 45 year old mother), I saw a converted school bus rv that had a would stove in it. He was a super friendly guy, and I thought "That is what I want to do. Be mobile, be free, no rent, control your own destiny."
I'm 49 now and I'm searching for an RV so that I can start fulltiming. Unfortunately, I have a house. Houses suck up so much time and money that it isn't even funny. I forgot about the simplicity of my youth and how that simplicity is always true.
Anyone else figure this stuff out when you were really young?
John
