Our last night in the campervan
It’s our last night in the campervan, and it sorta feels like the last night of the trip, too. But we still have two nights in Melbourne, followed by a full week in French Polynesia.
We spent an hour or two sitting outside, gazing up at the incredible starscape late last night in Grampians National Park, talking a bit about the trip so far.
One of the questions we asked each other was, at this late stage of our epic trip, how much longer could we go in the campervan? Jen said another two weeks, depending on pace, while I said a solid month.
This portion of the trip has been the most comfortable, in part because Australia is quite like America. But also because this kind of travel—roadtripping the national parks—is our jam. We’re just doing it while driving on the other side of the road, seeing unusual wildlife, and sleeping in a campervan and not our Subaru or a tent.
We’ve thought a lot about acquiring such a vehicle for domestic travel over the last several years, but never came to a solid conclusion on if it would be worth the cost over simply tent camping and/or hoteling it. In most of our scenarios, it probably wasn’t. Still, there’s something very appealing about campervan travel, and I think the ease and relative luxury(?) of it would assist us in getting out of town more often.
But with job uncertainty looming, especially around schedule flexibility, we think it’s probably best to see how the year plays out. But that doesn’t mean we won’t constantly discuss, strategize, fantasize, research, and consider in the meanwhile. -S 🇦🇺
