I love camping in the outdoors, listening to the birds and being vulnerable to whatever the great british weather has to throw at me but from time to time I envy the people in caravan's.

 

I wonder what it must be like cooking on a real cooker in the middle of a field, I envy them when it's raining and they haven't got to worry about getting wet and I often wish I didn't have to brave the mud and bogeyman to go to the toilet in the middle of the night but most of all I wish I could get set up in half an hour and relax with a cold beer.

 

That said I guess they probably look at me when it's nice and sunny and think wouldn't it be nice to cook outside instead of in a hot tin box, and wouldn't it be nice getting even closer to nature by sleeping on the floor with it and wouldn't it be great if we could fit this caravan in a bag and not pay for storage and servicing.

 

I think the message is be happy with what you have and enjoy what you do; on reflection caravan's are not for me.