I am traveling home along I-5 south, heading back from Jacky's Passover supper party [which was wonderful-BTW]. There are soooooo many RVs out and about. I look at these RVs, as I pass them by in my spritely Honda Fit. I look in the side windows at the drivers. Do I know any of them? Do they know it's me?
My time as an RVer is no doubt over. I am pretty sure about that. I do not have any "bucket list" of things to do as an RVer. I've done them all. Followed the path of Lewis and Clark on their "Journey of Discovery". Followed the Oregon Trail, from almost the beginning to the end. Travelled all over the Western United States and all over Mexico. Not once, but dozens of times!
Soon begins my time as a guy who lives in a senior apartment. A guy who has a big-screen TV. Cable internet. Roku [whatever that is]. I might get a dog. For sure a parakeet bird. Maybe an aquarium with tropical fish!
Yes, I do look at the RVs just a bit longingly. Those were fantastic times for me. And I am sooooo glad that I did them!