Lets see, living full-time in a teardrop trailer, would actually mean trying to find a suitable safe, campground, nightly, then cooking evey meal, breakfast, lunch and supper, out of the galley, and trying to keep warm, sitting and chatting, around a late-nite camprire with a bunch of perfect strangers. Hey, what could be worse?
Then, as the evening progreses, trying to sleep within the confines of a cramped, narrow wooden box, only 4 feet high, 4 feet wide and too cramped to stand in, while changing clothes and sometimes, enduring frigid night-time temperatures, or infernal heat. As always, there is the danger of unknown intruders, (human or wild animals) and then, later, having to stumble outside, in the darkness of the night, just to go pee, behind the nearest tree, sometimes under a full moon.
When the sun rises the next morning, a shower is in order, usually at 25 cents for 2 minutes in the cold of the morning. Ofen, there is unavoidable conversation with, questionable, totally, naked people, that you have never met before. So it is when you are on the road, no worrys or anticipated cares.........
Hey, I,ve done it, and I love it, all across the many of our wonderful 48 United States, from the West Coast to the Atlanic coast. Long live similar camping enthusiasts, willing to explore the unexpexcted and unusual experiences, encountered only while enjoying our unique lifestyle. I look forward to doing it again, when the weather permits.
Roly, So Calif, TDer and Vintage trailer nut.