We had found the perfect location to move the travel trailer to. One where we weren’t going to be paranoid about Sissy’s barking, where we could easily work on the van when we needed to, and we’d have privacy and room to stretch out. I could have even had a garden!
But…it didn’t pan out. The agreement was made, but an unfortunately there has been a legal glitch that has put an end to our agreement before we even moved.
So now, we’re back hunting a new home. In the meantime, we’ve lost over a week of hunting time and a feeling of desperation is descending upon my graying head. I’m at a loss–we just haven’t found an RV park that would really feel like “home.”
The end result is that we have to search further afield from our current base in Mississippi. Our next search is apparently going to be in Alabama for an RV park. In the meantime, we’re still hoping we find someone who is willing to let us put the travel trailer on their property and exchange labor for part of the rent, especially if its a rural property with enough space to give us a sense of privacy that RV parks just don’t deliver. Besides that, we would make excellent caretakers!
There is also the possibility of applying to become a campground host, which we have not really explored. I’m not sure it would work for us. GM needs to find a regular paying job, and I’m really not physically able to do a lot of the labor that is typically asked of hosts. Of course, if they are willing to work around my one good arm status, maybe we can figure something out.
Desperation is the mother of invention. How can I invent a great place to be? Ideally, it would be VERY cheap, have cable internet access, be located right beside good fishing and near where we could launch a boat, plus be fairly private where RedDog & Sissy would not be a bother for us to take them out for their walks and maybe even lounge in the sunshine some. They are pampered pooches and don’t like too much outside time!
Think positive, dream big, and keep on keeping on…and all things are possible, right?