The ‘Itchy Feet’ Syndrome — Traveling vs. Arriving

After almost three months of living life as nomads, we can reasonably conclude there are two types of people who inhabit RVs — serious travelers and those who can’t seem to resist putting down roots, even on a temporary basis. The latter will journey a few hundred miles from home and then park their expensive RVs for weeks. I can only hypothesize at what motivates them but running from below zero weather in Bemidji, Minnesota, seems a reasonable guess for many. I’m not certain I would stake out a claim in a shabby RV park in East Jesus, Texas, with my million dollar motor home but it must work for them. The couple from Dallas with a new Liberty Coach (probably $1.5 million) that had been parked for two months 325 miles from home struck me as odd but they seemed happy.

And then there are the rest of us. A couple of days in one place and we start to get the RV equivalent of ‘cabin fever’. The laundry is done, the larder is full of granola, oat bran and tofu, the refrigerator stocked with fresh vegetables and absolute boredom has set in. Once we decide to move on, there is almost a child-like, Christmas-morning sense of anticipation about rising early and going through the ritual of ‘hitching up’ and hitting the road. After the familiar drill — empty the waste tanks, disconnect the hoses and cables, put away the awning, raise the stabilizers, hitch up to the truck, hook up the equalizers and sway bar, attach the safety chains and electrical umbilical cord, check the lights, do a final check (Kathy handles the inside preparations for travel) — it’s extremely satisfying to pull away from the site and begin the journey to another destination we haven’t visited or one we are looking forward to seeing again. The process sounds rather tedious but we continue to enjoy this part of RV life after having done this 35-40 times in the last three months. It may seem as trite as ‘Travels with Charlie‘ but there is something uniquely American about this desire to see what is around the next bend and over the next hill. I’ll leave it to the social scientists to explain but it certainly keeps us interested.