So I'm back in Los Angeles after attending the RTR, and since I will be here for a few months, I rented a room, but it will be a couple of days before it is ready to move in, so I thought stealth parking for two nights would be an easy thing, but I could not get myself to do it. I hesitated a lot, and I did not have the guts to walk from the front of my truck to the back and jump inside the snugtop. "What if somebody sees me?" I thought, What if the security guard at the industrial complex comes knocking on my window? What if someone breaks into my truck? I will feel trapped. My truck has been broken into three times already, luckily I was not inside. So I drove around, and drove around, and drove around; I even thought about going to the police station and ask them if I could park overnight, but then again insecurity and doubts got the best of me. What if they say no? and the following morning they see me at the grocery store, ugh! how embarrassing, this is my neighborhood. It's so different when I was in the desert! right there boondocking is normal, and I don't feel like I'm doing something I'm not supposed to. Never mind parking in a residential area, they will, for sure, call the police. So after almost running out of gas I gave up, and checked into a hotel. Maybe if I had a van it would have been different, but I want to believe that it was mainly due to my amateurish nervousness, and maybe next time I will succeed, or maybe I will just trade my truck for a van
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