When I retired and chose to travel and live in a van, I figured I would meet people that think, and act like me. I found after 7 years this is not entirely true. In the beginning I was full of excitement and wanted to sincerely be involved. Then a medical emergency sidelined me. I lost confidence in me. I have difficulty with doing what was and still is my passion, machines and making them work and used those skills to help people living this lifestyle. Confidence lost in performing those skills physically. lets not forget about the body in other areas also, not even help from the little blue pill. I sank into deep depression and withdrew from social activities. I figured that some nomads live this life alone so I didnt think anyone would misunderstand. I was wrong. People seem to disregard folks that are not like them and sometimes will attack you. A couple of years ago at a caravan i preferred to be by myself only to greet people during my morning walk. a person directed anger towards me because I wasn't a "party animal" i guess and later that evening shot at my rig with a bb gun. No more caravans for me. I continue to mind my own business and live my life as it is. Please, if i don't fit your nomadic realm of thing, please mind your own business, and leave me alone. Stop trying to harm me with ashes from the fire and name calling like weirdo and such. By the way when it comes to dogs, its not the dogs I dislike, dogs do what dogs do, no pun intended. the truth is I don't like some dog owners, they impose on others, no respect for other folks camps, ect ect ect I love animals, they are the truth, but people....ugg leave me alone.