Monday, June 24, 2013
An Early Lust for Mobility
On the days when my dad would drop me off at elementary school, I would sometimes grumble that I had to go to school instead of playing all day at home. Often he would counter with "What is knowledge?". "Knowledge is power!" he taught me to say. That was always followed by a set of similar questions that ultimately led to me obtaining my dream item, "An RV!" (haha). I can remember pressing my nose against the car window in awe each time we passed the RV dealership that was on the way to the highway.
When I was about 9, my dad briefly owned an off-white 80's VW Vanagon/Westfalia Camper. The day he brought it home, I was so excited I volunteered to spend hours scrubbing the inside until it was squeaky clean. I was absolutely in love.
The thought of being able to live in your vehicle, along with everything you needed, was--and still is--pretty intriguing to me. It's a notion I just can't shake. So the inclination to start a mobile studio was pretty natural to me. I don't have a lot of money in general, but with some scrounging and a little help from my friends/family this is becoming a reality. I may not ever run away and live on the road, but it feels good to be manifesting the option.
Do you have any distant (or not-so-distant) VW memories? I love hearing bus stories!
VW image found via The Samba, of course! :)