There is something in the anticipation.
Two years ago at this time, we were quitting our jobs, downsizing our belongings, renovating Aunt Glady, and preparing ourselves to become fulltime RVers with no real idea of what that meant. RVing was never a dream of ours, so we had not spent a lot of time researching or planning for that lifestyle. Instead, we were jumping in with both feet and hoping to last at least three months and make it to Yellowstone and back again.
We really did not have much time to think about what lay ahead for us, as we were more than preoccupied with the process of finishing out our responsibilities and preparations for hitting the road. However, there were moments when I considered what I was getting myself in to. I was unsure about what campgrounds would be like. I didn’t know how well we would be received around the country with a diesel truck and fiftwheel in tow. We had run out of time to do any test runs, so I wondered what we would do if something wasn’t working correctly, or we couldn’t figure out how to use the hook-ups. I can remember feeling nervous and a little overwhelmed by the unknown. My anticipation at that point fell on the side of nervous anticipation with a slight tendency toward worry. It was only my desire to experience the places that I had prior to only seen in my dreams that continuously inspired me to move forward and kept me from wanting to take the easy way out and quit the whole idea.
Now, we are again facing the prospect of getting on the road after a short hiatus with our families in Pennsylvania. We again are preoccupied with making repairs to Aunt Glady and finishing out our responsibilities. We are packing up our belongings again and saying our farewells. But this time, the anticipation is different. This time, we know what lies ahead for us. We know how to RV. We are comfortable at campgrounds. We have already experienced our worst fears like a flat tire in the desert and our air conditioner breaking in the RV and truck in sultry Alabama; and we came out of them just fine.
Even more important than the logistics and details, we now know what being fulltime RVers really means. We know the excitement of the open road, the freedom to move as we please and the thrill of experiencing our beautiful country. We also know what the RVer community is like…it is the warmest, friendliest community we have ever experienced, full of interesting people who appreciate travel and are willing to take risks to follow their dreams.
This time, we know what we are getting in to.
This time, the change is easy, the open road is inviting, and we can’t wait to pull out.