I would think all of that sounds fine to just about anyone, but there are setbacks to every plan, no matter how well thought out. In a motorhome, there will always be a finite supply of water available that must be replenished over time. Waste must be contained and disposed of properly. And, of course, one must take care when consuming energy, as the cycle of sustainability has its limitations. But, isn't that okay? Don't animals have to hunt every day for their survival? Don't we have to tend our vegetable gardens often, in order to reap the bounty of wonderful produce?
But, what if the animal can't find food for a brief period? What if a rain storm wipes out our crop? It happens. We adjust and we survive. "Life is difficult," as quoted from page one of the best selling book, "The Road Less Travelled." Modern society has given us so much in the way of freedom and comfort that if we have to work for any of it we just can't understand why. It makes us mad when the electric company reports a "brown out," and especially mad when we're going to be penalized for water use during a drought. But that's what we get when we rely on others to do things for us. We become dependent. My goal is to greatly reduce that dependency. And, I'm not afraid to pick up the slack and do a little extra life work.
So, I've addressed how the vehicle should look on the outside, in order to disappear in the city. Of course, there will be constant considerations with respect to parking, but that's fine. The rabbit must operate on heightened awareness at all times to avoid peril. Perhaps I'm being too dramatic, but you get the gist. The Roving Home serves as a life tool with which I can live in the great outdoors, but in the heart of a civilized world.
My girl and I adore cities. There, I said it. I know that goes against everything generally associated with RV life, but don't get me wrong. Spending a night at 8,000 FT above sea level, I will always gaze with awe into the remarkable expanse of a starry sky, fireside, inspired by the beauty of nature itself. But I also enjoy a lovingly prepared, baked lasagna with a glass of red wine and the groove of a jazz tune, live from the band on stage. I keep threatening to take my girl to the symphony - perhaps when I get back home.
So, I've got all of the basics handled, but what if I can't park close enough to where I'd like to ultimately crash for the night? Well, I could walk. But what if walking will take too long? I could take public transpo -- not always available. How 'bout a cab? Good option for cities, but sometimes I want a little more freedom to head off the beaten path without feeling stranded and without having to call someone for every trip.
How 'bout a dingy? Boats have them. They're the little inflatable rafts with outboard motors that you'll see tied to the back.