"Why we RV"

 


People who don't understand often ask: "How can you justify such an expensive . . . uh, mobile home?"  They understand neither the terminology nor the motivation! Not pretending to speak for all who own or use RV’s here are a few of the reasons RV travel is popular for my wife and I.

We enjoy travel as much as the destination. We are really thankful to live in a free country where one can explore virtually any road we like without being hassled by checkpoints or attacked by bandits. We can stop at a country vegetable stand and talk about the harvest. Try that on an airline flight! Unlike untold thousands of other rv travelers, we do NOT want anything to do with long-term squatting in "campgrounds" that are really rural slums loaded with moss-covered "RV's" and their semi-permanent porches, complete with weeds growing through and surrounded by debris such as junk cars, broken lawn furniture, and tarp-covered snowmobiles, boats and motorcycles.  If THAT environment is what people escape to, I wonder where they LIVE that's worse!

We love to see how other people live, especially away from huge metropolitan areas and where there are few if any motels, convention centers, and restaurants. This country has vast reaches of beautiful farmland, spectacular mountains, forests, grasslands, lakes and rivers. We can easily refuse to stay in places that have rules we think are idiotic, and if we are assigned to a site with an obnoxious neighbor, it is not the end of the happy hour, we can move.  Our “house” has wheels. We enjoy sleeping in our own bed, not wondering to whom it was last rented, and without having to haul suitcases in and out. Our “motel room” is as warm, cool, or well ventilated as we like.

We enjoy solitude, away from honking horns and roaring jets, places where the most raucous noise is the cawing of a crow and where the most pungent odor is that of wild flowers.  We stay OFF the interstate system except to get through a crowded metropolis, and as a result we arrive slower but without the stress of being caught up in the herds of almost out of control vehicles hammering along well over their drivers' personal skill level, to say nothing of the (hahahaha) speed limits. We enjoy visiting the relatives whether or not they have spare rooms or a convenient motel and having our own bathroom and privacy while we're there.


We love having choices: breakfast, lunch and dinner in the RV, or that really nice-looking restaurant.  Ponder THAT as you hammer down the interstate in your car, wondering if they used motor oil instead of salad dressing at the last take-it-or-leave-it diner with its cardboard cuisine! We like having the grand-kids with us (sometimes!), seeing a moose in person rather than watching Bullwinkle on TV, and learning to get along with each other instead of playing electronic doom games. When the trip is over we have spent less money than if we went by car, and we will have seen more, enjoyed more, and not been restricted to a route that passes available food & lodging, to say nothing of convenient clean rest rooms.






A Little Humor

You don't have to own a cat for this one...

A couple was dressed and ready to go out for the evening. They turned on a
night light, turned the answering machine on the phone line, covered their pet
parakeet and put the cat in the backyard.

They phoned the local cab company and requested a taxi. The taxi arrived and
the couple opened the front door to leave their house. The cat they had put out
into the yard scoots back into the house. They don't want the cat shut in the
house because "she" always tries to eat the bird.

The wife goes out to the taxi while the husband goes inside to get the cat. The
cat runs upstairs, the man in hot pursuit. The wife doesn't want the driver to
know the house will be empty. She explains to the taxi driver that her husband
will be out soon."He's just going upstairs to say good-bye to my mother." A few
minutes later, the husband gets into the cab. "Sorry I took so long," he says,
as they drive away.

"Stupid bitch was hiding under the bed. Had to poke her with a coat hanger to
get her to come out! Then I had to wrap her in a blanket to keep her from
scratching me. But it worked. I hauled her fat ass downstairs and threw her out
into the back yard!"

The cabdriver hit a parked car...

"Happy Trails"