Today’s ten days since we made the shift into the camper. Day 1 was rough, I gotta say. We had a huge mission to move out of our flat, then we went shopping for the million things we need to outfit our new tiny home on wheels, and then it was getting dark and we hadn’t given any thought to where we’d park on the first night, so we chose a shitty carpark in an industrial part of town. A cold snap rolled in, dropping snow on the hills around us and blowing a gale, and we discovered how draughty this tiny metal box is. Someone nearby blasted dance music until dawn. I had a terrible sleep, cold, anxious, looping round and round in my head: what the fuck have we done? Why the fuck did we give up our big beautiful sunny flat for this!?
Wandering Lucky
Wandering Lucky
Wandering Lucky
Today’s ten days since we made the shift into the camper. Day 1 was rough, I gotta say. We had a huge mission to move out of our flat, then we went shopping for the million things we need to outfit our new tiny home on wheels, and then it was getting dark and we hadn’t given any thought to where we’d park on the first night, so we chose a shitty carpark in an industrial part of town. A cold snap rolled in, dropping snow on the hills around us and blowing a gale, and we discovered how draughty this tiny metal box is. Someone nearby blasted dance music until dawn. I had a terrible sleep, cold, anxious, looping round and round in my head: what the fuck have we done? Why the fuck did we give up our big beautiful sunny flat for this!?