I’ve wished to personal a journey trailer for years, many years even. But it surely did not turn into potential till COVID.
Mary Anne Bargen
I’ve at all times dreamed of proudly owning a journey trailer. I would longingly stare at them on highways, imagining life crisscrossing the nation, dwelling full-time on the street, and adventuring through my home-on-wheels.
When COVID hit, and a remote-friendly lifestyle started, that want grew ten-fold, because it additionally introduced itself as a protected option to journey.
After weeks of perusing resale websites, I made my dream a actuality, buying a rebuilt 1974 Perris Pacer. Honestly, I at all times envisioned myself in an Airstream, however with a house base in Los Angeles shared with my boyfriend, canine, and cat in a neighborhood the place parking comes at a premium, a journey trailer gave the impression to be a good compromise.
We bought the trailer from a household that skillfully rebuilt “her,” and even sewed and hung curtains adorned with foxes inside, naming her Cunning in tribute. She felt like a prized possession, and we have been seashore tenting, boondocking within the desert, and visiting nationwide parks ever since.
Whereas we do not journey and dwell in Cunning full-time, I’ve found she is not simply good for weekend adventures, however turns out to be useful each day, even whereas parked within the driveway.
