Sometimes in life you just say fuck it. My wife and I have been talking for years about getting out of the city and having a bit of nature around us. When I was living in Allston I would sometimes go weeks without stepping on a patch of grass – in fact I think I saw more greenery in baggies than I did outside. So without much of a plan, Leslie and I sold our house and decided to just camp for a while.
This is pretty funny since my wife is probably the most well-dressed woman I know, and even her “athletic” shoes have a little heel on them. I’ve also always enjoyed nature from a window as opposed to living in it, but sometimes in life you gotta scare the shit out of yourself and just do something different. So…we bought an old-school RV, put all of our shit in storage (XBOX, Flatscreen, furniture, etc.,) and we just kept 2 bags each. One bag is personal items (laptops, books, paper) and the other bag has 7 days worth of clothing in it.
We also brought the 2 cats which was not my original dream, but it didn’t seem right to abandon them or leave them with friends. So now, I wake up at 8am, shower in a bathhouse, sit at my picnic table, drink coffee and chill before I come to work. At night I commuter rail it home, Leslie and I set up a campfire and we have some beers and just chill. So far so good. Here are a few flicks of the new whip!
Factoid # 1 : My new home cost me the equivalent of 2 months rent in Boston. And I own it.