PERSONAL PROJECTS: RV DIARIES
"There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall."
—Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
As I scrolled through endless glossy Instagram shots of #VanLife, I daydreamed of unequivocal freedom and my own glorious mountaintop conquistador pictures. Empowered by a borderline naïve sense of wonder, I bought a crumbling 1987 RV off an online reseller and set out to tame wildland Canada. The cumbersome motorhome gracelessly braved coast to coast with only a few mishaps. And while there were momentary lapses in the picture-perfect lifestyle (one dead battery, two new rear tires, getting harassed in the middle of the night, loneliness, spending way more money on gasoline than I am ever willing to admit), 'tis but a scratch: the RV and I would do it all again in a heartbeat. Allow me to make our case. These are my RV Diaries.