frank - up in grand blanc wrote:^ Seeing the country as a gypsy -going where you like, when you like- has a lot of appeal to me. Homeless shelters and bed bug-infested motels hold no appeal, but the freedom of the road while bringing your house with you sounds awesome. Monster RVs. tour buses, and long trailers are off of my list: I don't want to drive something that, and I don't like the idea of looking like a tourist everywhere I go. Instead, there are high-end conversion vans which are pricey but they bring the advantage of being relatively small, inconspicuous, and can include their own bathroom. With a pair of bicycles attached to the back I believe that there is enough anonymity, economy, and agility to allow me and my wife to see every damn thing that we want to see in north America. Years ago on a New Year's day -before kids- we had what I consider to have been one of the best road trips ever: with bags packed we drove down Telegraph and agreed that when we got to 94 we'd flip a coin to decide if we'd drive west or east. How utterly cool to have the freedom to do that. What are you hungry for: a Philly cheese steak or KC barbecue? Want to sit out January in lawn chairs in a campground along the gulf coast? Or how about hitting the historical museums along the migration route taken by the wagon trains? Retirement is still years away, and when it comes I sure as shit won't be sitting around wondering what I'll do to occupy my time.
Friends of mine sold their house on Burns St in Indian Village last fall, bought a brand new Fifth Wheel, custom built to their specs, put their furniture in storage, got a "home address" in South Dakota and hit the road.
They went to Ohio, Tennessee and Kentucky for their inaugural trip last fall and came back to Michigan where they parked the RV at a cousins farm and lived in it for Christmas, then got back on the road and have been all down the Gulf Coast, New Orleans for Mardi Gras, Florida, back up through GA, SC, NC and back over to Indiana for a tune up on the 5th Wheel, up to SD to check their mail and just got back into Port Huron for a month and then will be setting out for the West come August.
My God, I would kill to do that. But my husband really hates driving that much.