So what is it like, 30 feet of living space, careening down the road at 65 MPH? In two words...it's great! The best part, is only 30 feet to clean, as opposed to 3500 sq. feet at home. Plus, the scenery in your backyard is always changing! RV parks are not what the used to be, nor is life on the road.
The RV parks that we have chosen to stay at have some pretty great amenities. Stuff like cable TV, laundry facilities, pools & spas, restaurants and stores are the norm. But, I am talking about having a sweeping mountain meadow vistas as the view from your site, or seeing the soaring peaks of Zion famous red mountains, or the craggy pinnacles of the Bad Lands, or a perfect full moon coming up over the black Hills of South Dakota, or a white foaming-rushing river, just steps from your RV door. These are the most amazing amenities that you could ever ask for. How many four star hotels can supply that?
Our rig is pretty terrific. We have a fully equipped kitchen and a lounge area with two big cozy recliners, picture windows and a 45" flat screen TV. We have stocked up on cases (yes, cases) of California very best wines, and all of our favorite foods and treats are on board. We have brought most of our favorite DVD's, just in case cable offerings are too boring.
Of course, when Greg is in the Kitchen the fare is pretty fabulous. We have dined on the most succulent grilled Bison filets steaks with Sculpterra Pinot Noir, ate fresh Angus Beef Tacos with Spanish Sangria and savored banana pancakes with farm fresh eggs for breakfast under a clear blue western sky. This is like a top-notch land cruise, and I am sure that I will have gained some additional weight when all is said and done.
As for our "stateroom", we sleep in a comfortable queen size bed with a goose feather duvet and a thick memory foam bed topper. I drift off within minutes, if I am not watching the other flat screen in our bedroom. We have a full size closet which holds all of my clothes, (and a boat load of my shoes) and even a few of Greg's clothes. I never have have to unpack and repack, no matter how many stops we make!
Of course, something that can you can't plan for, is the amazing places, experiences and that people that you meet as you go along your way. Fate intervenes, and you happen upon things, like an majestic moose along a river bank or the chance to walk out on to the carved arm of the Crazy Horse monument (which only happens once a year for a few more years), or seeing the grave and hearing the stories of a true independent frontier woman, like Calamity Jane, who was a woman's libber, before that notion was ever really formed, or seeing the stark, endless wilderness that our pioneer forefathers battled as they won the west, first hand. These barren and beautiful areas have changed little over the many decades even since California has become a major metropolis. This country is a true marvel.
The fly-over states are really the heart and soul of this country. People are kind, genuine, hard working, and very welcoming of us city slickers. They are anxious to share their stories with us! Sure beats a dull history text books! It really makes me glad to be an American. We have a very unique history. It really is the story of many people (so many immigrants), who were willing to risk it all for freedom and the chance to live life in their own terms. What a great thing to see up close and personal.
If you have the chance, skip the plane ride and the peanuts and drive across this amazing corner of the earth and see it for yourself.
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