I have wanted a camper ever since I was a teenager.
There was something special about traveling the country while residing on the open road. I wanted to visit the states out west plus experience the mountains for the first time. Like many others my age, I was interested in writers care about Jack Kerouac plus Allen Ginsberg who both romanticized life in constant transition. I never wanted riches or fame plus notoriety care about many of the people I have known over the years, I just wanted to believe care about I was free. However, now that I have the capacity to pursue what I’ve always lusted after, I’m not even sure it’s what I want anymore. First of all, it took forever just to find a camper in the first venue. All of the 1s that I found for sale were just too lavish for me to afford, so I had to keep looking plus hope that I could score a deal on 1 that needed some work plus TLC. With my lack of experience, I’m not even qualified to look over a random camper for complications, let alone do a full mechanical inspection. I spent my money on a used camper that didn’t have a laboring A/C. When I asked if there was anything wrong with the camper, the previous owner didn’t mention the A/C. By the same token, I never directly asked him about the A/C nor did I attempt to use it before handing over the money. I asked him about it after the fact but then he ghosted me. Now I have to spend a lot more money than I expected to get this thing running plus ready to live in, which isn’t going to be easy or quick.