My motorhome is tiny, but spacious, too

My current campsite

When I look at my motorhome from a distance it looks tiny. Yet when I step inside it seems spacious. 

I shake my head when I have this thought. How can it be both tiny and spacious at the same time? I don't know.

Sometimes when I am at my home near Seattle during a cold, windy and otherwise nasty storm, I may come upon a small, occupied RV while I am driving somewhere. This could be when I am passing by an RV park, for example. When this happens I sometimes feel sorry for the RVers inside, cooped up in such a tiny space during the miserable weather.

YET I KNOW FULL WELL I should not feel sorry for them. When I am on the road and stuck in a similar storm inside my little RV, I will usually feel snug as a bug. My motorhome is warm and dry, and the sound of rain on the roof is actually soothing. If the sky should open up and rain should pound my roof, then I am even more content, as I know how lucky I am to be inside and dry and warm and comfy.

It was blazing hot yesterday here in Twisp — 108 degrees in the late afternoon. It was miserable. I only stepped outside a few times, each time the blast of hot air sent me retreating. But inside my little motorhome, my air conditioner kept me cool. That is where I spent most of the day. I wrote some, read, listened to music and studied maps about where to go next. I can easily spend an hour exploring maps, dreaming of what places and adventures lay ahead.

This morning, the sky is dark and it's raining. It's night and day from yesterday. It's still warm — 82 degrees now at 8:30 — but the rain and a slight breeze coming through my open window feels heavenly, more like the low 70s.

(I made a video a few years ago in which I talk about how my little motorhome is just right for me, even though it is on the small-size compared to many RVs these days. The video is here if you want to watch it).