It’s come to my attention that Jessica and I are a bit of an anomaly when it comes to living the lifestyle that we do.  When people ask me where I live I say, “In an RV.” It comes out as naturally as if they asked me what my favorite color was.  But their reaction to my response isn’t a natural one.  Most are a bit dumbfounded and have to ask again. “In an RV”, I say again.

A curiosity. That’s been the polite description of what we are. Only retired people or families on vacation are the types to live in an RV, right? Who would choose such a lifestyle? To give up most of their material possessions to live in a glorified box on wheels must be a true sign of someone who is crazy, lazy or both.

That’s the general consensus toward young RVers.  But what have we really given up? The right to resign ourselves to live on one postage stamp size plot of land for the next thirty years? To keep running though the same routine, to sit behind the same desk, answer to the same boss, pay the same bills. All while lusting over some useless gadget or piece of furniture that was made by some underpaid worker on the other side of the world to be sold at an exponentially higher price at some fancy mall. Until we’re all so beaten down and numb to it all that we just keep our heads down and wait for the day when we’re so old that society doesn’t want us anymore that then we will finally be free to live life.

That’s what they’re selling and I don’t want it.

And I’m not ashamed that I don’t want it and neither should anyone else out there that feels the same.  We live in a world that is full of color and beauty and character. And I don’t feel the least bit in the wrong to want to see and experience as much of it as I can before I go.  Not everybody says it, but sometimes you can see it in their eyes. Their eyes tell me, “Get back in line”.  But I don’t want to. I look back and I see a gray, cold place, full of people who have their blinders on. I’ve lived there and I never want to return.

Is living as a young RVer easy? No, not at all. It’s a damn hard struggle, we’re fighting right now. But every step is a step forward. No more am I walking in a circle keeping my head down.

There’s a whole world out there, and I know that I’m not alone in wanting to see it with my own eyes, not on a TV screen.  I want to say to all the ones out there who have contacted us saying that you are making your start to break away: It’s not going to be easy to get out there, and even once you’re out there it’s still hard. But it’s worth it. You feel the adventure running through your veins, you feel like you can take on anything, and you feel something that you may have never truly felt before, you feel free.