I will be leaving for Whitehorse within the next couple of hours. Monday is the big day when I meet up with the tour group and head for Skagway. I can’t wait!!!
My assumption is that I will not have access to the ‘net in Whitehorse. So, my next post might not be for another two weeks.
(Packing sucks; I’d forgotten what it’s like to not have all my personal effects with me at all times! 😀 )
A large RV caravan rolled in here tonight convincing me once and for all that I would never want to join one!!! I would hate to be stuck on a schedule and to have to play follow-the-leader. The only exception I would make would be to go into Mexico, but I would only follow one or two other RVers who are experienced at Mexico rather than go with an organized group. I’m a solo RVer through and through!
WARNING: THIS POST IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF STOMACH. JULIE, THIS MEANS YOU. 😀
When buying a new sewer hose, make sure that it doesn’t have a huge hole that makes the pin hole in the old hose look insignificant.
Unless, of course, you WANT a geyser of sewage waste à la Robin Williams in ‘RV’ to shower everything in a two foot radius.
Thankfully, my neighbour and I have good reflexes and were un-poopified. Her garden was not so lucky.
*adds yet another new sewer hose to her Whitehorse shopping trip*
I used to dream of having a huge house with lots of rooms that would include a home theatre, a gym, a pool, a games room, a library, a well appointed laundry room, etc., etc. as well as a beautifully landscaped exterior. Imagine how much work and money it would take to maintain such a home, especially for a single person!
My winter in Vancouver taught me that I can have all of this with little work or responsibility if I’m willing to embrace the communal lifestyle. Living in total isolation was another dream I had, but I’m learning to accept having less privacy in exchange for a better quality of living environment.
I’ve visited the gamut of RV parks in the last year, from the very basic with tons of privacy to the luxurious with virtually no privacy. I feel privileged to be able to move about like that, to enjoy the pool house for a few months and then move to somewhere with bigger pads, without having to concern myself with maintenance and upkeep.
RVing might not be the key to everyone’s happiness, but it was the key to mine.
Air conditioning is a luxury I have not had much experience with other than in my vehicles. So, it’s rather appropriate that the first home I’ve lived in that has air conditioning is an RV. It really is a luxury… It is unbelievably luxurious to be able to rid your home of sticky heat with the flip of a switch! Last night, the bedroom was an oven but it took only a half hour to get the rig quite cold, enough to make the whole night comfortable. I’ve own Miranda for about a year now and I am surprised that I continue to find her so comfortable, so much better appointed than any sticks ‘n bricks style home I’ve previously lived in.