I can so relate to her attitude about living in her car. About 15 years ago, I did a 6 week genealogy trip around the south, living in my van. I stayed in regular campgrounds, parking lots, and did some primitive camping. Visiting courthouses and libraries during the day, and stopping to see the sights and historical areas along the way. When my clothes needed washed or the weather was really bad, I'd check into a cheap motel room for the night. About 3-4 weeks in, as I was replenishing the ice and sandwich meat in the cooler, a realization hit me hard emotionally. I realized that everything I needed was in my van, and that I could live in my van forever, and be perfectly content. I have held on to that moment to this day, knowing that if everything goes to pot, I can be happy and content living in my old van.
I can so relate to her attitude about living in her car. About 15 years ago, I did a 6 week genealogy trip around the south, living in my van. I stayed in regular campgrounds, parking lots, and did some primitive camping. Visiting courthouses and libraries during the day, and stopping to see the sights and historical areas along the way. When my clothes needed washed or the weather was really bad, I'd check into a cheap motel room for the night. About 3-4 weeks in, as I was replenishing the ice and sandwich meat in the cooler, a realization hit me hard emotionally. I realized that everything I needed was in my van, and that I could live in my van forever, and be perfectly content. I have held on to that moment to this day, knowing that if everything goes to pot, I can be happy and content living in my old van.