About two years ago, on a drive home from work, Steven and I had a conversation about the future. We were at a fork in the road…should we go the traditional route and get a dog, buy a house, and reach for the “American dream”? A mortgage didn’t sound appealing, and the Denver housing market was exploding (not in our favor), and one of us is allergic to all animals. So what was our alternative? Buy an RV, head out to live in it full time, and travel around the country?
Sounds good. We'll take option two.
The second stage of this new American dream accelerated quickly. After some research, we found a 1993 33’ Safari Kalahari that had been beautifully updated and was in our price range. The only problem was, there was competition and it was Thanksgiving Day. The answer? Gather the money in cash, drive the two hours to the RV, make the sale, and drive home. But the sun was setting, and it was beginning to snow.
But we asked for adventure right? So with white knuckles, we made the journey and parked the rig at its new home in Denver. Then we went straight to get a beer.
We were at the beginning of this adventure and like most parts of life, it would continue to change, but we did know that it felt right.
Thank you for joining us. I think we are in for a fun ride.