Have you heard that those living full-time in an RV are considered just one step away from being homeless?
I was shocked when I heard it the 1st time. Us? Living full-time in the coach? One step away from homeless? No way!
BUT, there are those RV parks you drive into, look around and think yuck! The junk, the mess, the tents, the lean-to’s, the trash. Now I don’t want to mention any specific names of these RV parks – you’ve all seen them and you know where they’re at. But, I have a hard time seeing this in my home town of Toronto.
And then, I ask myself why not Toronto? You see plenty of homeless people sleeping on the sidewalks downtown, street kids trying to make a buck and plenty of volunteers passing out sleeping bags, warm clothes and working in soup kitchens as the weather gets colder. Price of real estate is going through the roof, cost of living is always on the rise and this is an expensive city to live and work in. AND, there’s so much construction, renovation, re-building and re-growth it’s also the City of Opportunity. BUT, it makes me sad to see the ‘yucky’ side of RV living – especially in a world-class city like Toronto.
A lot of RV parks have a 2-week maximum stay rule (although one learns that sometimes rules don’t mean anything). I questioned that when we 1st started and was basically told it’s to keep the sites clean and neat.
What do you mean?
Well, the longer people stay the more ‘stuff’ they accumulate.
Yes – think of the full basement in your old house… The 4 bedrooms… The double car garage…
Oh yeah, we had stuff!
You can tell the RV sites that people have been at for awhile. The big BBQ with a couple of empty propane tanks, too many lawn chairs, a stack of wooden pallets for firewood, toppled over garden gnomes, solar lights no longer working, over-flowing recycling bins outside the doors, basically – just messy.
But then, I’ve also seen that in some of the neighbourhoods we’ve lived in. There’s usually someone with the mess. We had neighbours in beautiful Oakville that we referred to as the TT’s… They moved a couple of streets over into an even larger, more expensive house and yes, they were still TT’s.
The majority of RV parks we stay in are beautiful, neat and well-kept. There’s also a pride of presumed ownership that transcends to the washing and polishing of RV’s, the planting of flower pots and garden plants, displaying the garden flags and whirly-gigs, engaging in good conversation, sharing food and drink and always keeping a watchful eye over your RV neighbours.
It’s not always yucky – but as we finish our dinner of grilled halibut and steamed swiss chard and sip on a delicious chilled white wine – I can’t help but feel sad for the family of 5+ in their tent – a couple of rows over – in the pouring rain and dropping temp’s. BUT, they’re not homeless…
While I hate seeing this in my home town… I guess it can’t always be sunshine and roses and beaches and hot-air balloon fiestas. Can’t it?