Benefits of owning a motorhome
Can you imagine how terrible life must be for the ilthy rich? No, me neither. Just think, all that hassle trying to maintain your wealth. Or increase it even, on the treadmill to become ever wealthier. Even, or even especially, when the grim reaper comes calling. Before becoming the richest stif around there is all that worry about your assets, constantly searching for the best investment opportunities and highest returns. What an awful hand to be dealt.
On the other hand, for us averagely unwealthy motorhomers, life has none of these complications. And certainly not after buying a new motorhome. he welfare enhancement from this act of inancial wisdom (or lunacy) removes so many of those tedious details from your existence, and leaves you with insuicient funds to get overly bothered about interest rates and the like.
More importantly, after acquiring your shed onwheels, as you begin to use it (if you have any soul), your mental welfare will be further improved by the existential but (hopefully) less stressful life of travel. Better mental health by not only shedding (sorry) the woes of wealth, but by gaining that realisation about the importance of life itself, and that it doesn’t matter a jot if you are completely skint when you inally shule of the perch. Try not to have it happen before, though. hat’d be a bit like leaving the EU without a ‘deal’.
Where was I? It isn’t just your mental welfare that can improve after taking to the road, though, as the potential beneits to physical health are also many and varied. I understand that we all have a diferent way of looking at these matters, but we actually (yes, really) enjoy the fact that we have no auxiliary powered transport with us when we are away in the ’van. hat lack of power compels us to explore locally by bike, boot or bus and involves all that healthy(ish) exercise.
Although this is nothing to do with physical exercise, being on a local bus can give you a rare insight into the lives of a much wider variety of folk than we normally come into contact with when contained within the sanitised isolated world of our own vehicles. Yep, you see (and occasionally smell), all of mankind on a bus. Buses may be good(ish), but walking is the only natural way to travel, and is the means to truly absorb the intimate details of what lies around us.
Right, enough of my personal obsession with self propulsion, for most of us the usual healthy exercise beneits of motorhoming can be accrued from the daily grind, and are the main contributor to that peculiarly well honed itness displayed by most motorhomers. Just have a look around the site a healthier, itter looking bunch won’t be easily be found anywhere.
It’s the trivial details of surviving without being connected to the mains services that do the job. No being an idle wastrel for us lot, with most of us ignoring that motorhome service point, and volunteering to carry the waste water to the disposal point, carry the toilet to the hole (in a decontamination suit) and carry the fresh water from the tap to the ’van. Usually in a one pint watering can.
All this smug ecofriendliness is apparently good for the planet, too. Not that it’s showing much And, whilst the word ‘carry’ is bouncing about in the ether, we’ve noticed how many motorhomers take a couple of big rucksacks with them when going out shopping, and carry it all back on foot. Eco heroes all.
Lastly, but not leastly, being away in a motorhome, and possibly even more so in a small campervan, encourages us to spend more time outdoors, where we all feel a lot better being out in the natural light rather than shut up inside.
Living outdoors ensures we engage with our fellow travellers, too, whilst at the same time, when you’ve decamped to somewhere sunny for the winter, banishing SADOG (Seasonally Afected Disorderly Old Gits).
So there we are get a motorhome. Put an end to money worries, itness issues, look good, feel great, and blot out those winter blues. Almost(ish) as nature intended.