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It totally sucks. Full van lifer here. Really got sick and tired of trying to find a place to be. Just when I thought I had a good spot, rap, rap, rap on my door at 2 in the morning: "police". Can't count all the times I "supposedly" had the cops called on me. Suspicious van. Neighborhood watch. Van driving around the city... what a crock, the whole works, when I'd be minding my own business, not bothering anyone. Then the heat... I have 2 dogs and just can't walz in anywhere for air conditioning. I have ventilation and a maxxair fan. Still way too hot for all of us. Always had to be looking for water. Carried 30-42 gallons with me but always hunting for water. Who thinks running to the store every day is great for food? No way. Ate so much canned food, I began to feel it in my body. Sooooo unhealthy. I have a small fridge but then my batteries would become depleted. Always had to have my solar out. Always trying to resolve the battery issues. And then there's the bathing/showering issue. What a complete hassle to try to wash up in your van. When you figure out how to make it easier, you're dumping more money into other things. It never ends. I was an over the road semi driver for 9 years. I was used to being in a small area, being without things. I definitely have more room in my van, but not being able to shower or have a.c. or heat the way I could in a semi is beyond being miserable. Add in being bothered by the police when you're sleeping and even when you're not, just makes things worse and worse. I can say people knocked on my door 3 times in 9 years while I was driving semi. Compare that to 3-4 times a month in my van. Ridiculous and annoying. Spent nights and days in the national forests to be left alone. Yep, I was away from people. But then guess what? Ohhhhh... nobody told me about the ticks. Ticks, ticks, and more ticks. I'd get all comfortable to go to sleep for the night and those blasted bast#%ds would begin to crawl on me. And count my lucky stars they weren't all at the same time. Oh no. I'd get one and 10-15 minutes later another would be crawling around on me. 8, yes 8 one night! Drove me mad. Drove me right out of the national forest and I can't go back into any forest/woodsy area to this day. That's how bad it was. I have many true stories I could spend all day telling you about. I thank God, tremendously, for helping me out of the van life. I sincerely do. I take care of an elderly woman in exchange for a place with electricity, a shower whenever I want (no more body lesions from not cleaning enough with running water, painful), air conditioning, heat, refrigeration for healthy food (I'm so Blessed I can drink milk now) I can have fresh food that I don't have to eat all in one sitting so that it doesn't spoil or I don't have the room to keep it cold or the ice is no longer ice or the batteries aren't drained. And to top it all off, I thank God all the time I don't have to hope I find a good place for the night to be left alone... the cops haven't come since I've been back in a real home. True, true, Blessings from God. To Him I am forever grateful. To think it's a grand solution to high rent prices or the answer for solitude, van life is a whole nuther slew of problems you haven't even thought of until you're in the midst of the things you are without and how much trouble they cause to you.
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