Most RV parks are their own little microcosms. Almost half of the “resort” where we are now is comprised of full-time residents, and we’re finding this to be the case in more and more parks. It has become a rare thing to stay at a park that doesn’t allow full-time residents, especially since they’re a steady source of income for park owners in off-season months when tourists and travelers don’t come around.
As for the full-timers, they aren’t necessarily what you’d expect. Well, some are, but the ones we’ve met on our evening walks, aren’t at all.
For example… The pretty young woman and her two sons who bear a Florida license plate are from Puerto Rico. Her boys are both excellent students and competitive swimmers. When the hurricane destroyed their town, she bought a motor coach in Florida, drove to Texas and established residency. She found a job as an aerobics instructor so her boys could go to school and continue their Olympic swimming dreams.
Walking up and down the streets here you’ll see large fifth-wheels. Some are up to 43-feet long. They are towed behind huge pickup trucks, but lots of people choose to park them and live in them for a while. Some have chosen forever.
People choose this RV lifestyle because while the neighborhood remains the same, there’s an ebb and flow of new blood: visitors coming through, who you get to talk to for a few days or weeks, and then they leave and someone else parks next door. And the best part is if you really dislike your neighbor… You can move your home!
This is a great alternative to apartments because you have a bit of yard but no overhead. If you are saving for a home, a gorgeous fifth-wheel is much cheaper than a house and will allow you to save. It’s a way to live that allows you to “have it all!”
We walk by RVs that have not only the necessary giant truck, but also a Mercedes Benz and a Harley Davidson motorcycle parked in their driveway. Or a truck and a BMW. Or a Hummer. There’s a cute couple in their late 30s who have a tiny English Mini (the original Clown Car), a swoonworthy 60’s Ford pick-up and a 1960’s Cougar. She’s a fashion-model, chic blonde who sits and reads while he’s outside working on one of his cars.
We’ve become a familiar pair of faces on our evening walks, and all we have to do is say, “hello,” or ask a question about someone’s rig to strike up a conversation. Everyone has a story to share. Whether or not it’s one you want to hear is another thing entirely!