The world has changed in the blink of an eye. I actually thought that my world would change due to climate issues, with ever more extreme natural disasters occurring until our world, as we know it, would be forever different. I was wrong. But we’re not all in the same boat, so to speak. For the wealthy and the affluent multi-home owners, there are infinitely more choices than for the full time RVer. Our world has literally collapsed around us.
The one thing that all full time RVers have in common is “freedom” and that is the one thing that has been taken from us during this pandemic crisis. I’m no longer a full time tourist, enjoying all that our country has to offer and going where my heart desires. I’m now a prisoner in a 120 square foot motorhome with three animals. I can no longer socialize with fellow travelers, leave when I feel like it, or explore the next historical site up the road. However, I can count my blessings too. I was fortunate to be in a nice place with an affordable monthly price and allowed to stay until the end of July.
That’s not the case for everyone. There were many full time RVers who suddenly found themselves displaced. I’ve always stayed at private RV parks throughout my travels with the occasional three or four days at a state campground on my way to somewhere else. But there are many, many travelers who spend most of their time in national parks, state parks, or boon-docking on public land. All of that has now been closed. Where do they go? Social media sprang up very quickly with resources and referrals and I hope that everyone was able to find a place while we wait this out.
Maybe the hardest thing though is the isolation. No more social activities, restaurant meet-ups, club get-togethers. And those are the activities that a majority of senior RVers rely on. We don’t have family nearby so fellow RVers become our family. Being social, sharing stories, dog-walking together, carpooling to the store, bar-b-quing, shooting the breeze over a campfire are no longer allowed. I have never been in an RV Park (and I’ve been in over 60 in the last 2 years), where I didn’t meet a neighbor or two and share stories. No more.
I don’t want to sound gloomy when I don’t have it so terrible. I have my pets with me. I can order items online and pick them up at the mail facility within walking distance of my RV site. I’m in a place that has decent weather (although quite hot in the summer). I have full hookups and an affordable monthly price. But I’m still sad because of the abrupt changes forced upon us. This is not how I envisioned my 2020. I was going to travel 2000 miles in the spring and visit my family, celebrating my dad’s 90th birthday. Now, my dad and stepmom will be celebrating alone.
I don’t know what the future holds. I hope that there are positive changes in the future and that the people I love stay healthy and safe.