Sounds like we are on the same page.
I know that to many women a real vacation is sitting on a beach and being served tropical drinks. Not for me. That would be nice for about one day.
When my kids were young — 4 boys born in the space of less than 6 years — camping was perfect. They could run around and not disturb people in the next room, and we would eat outside at the picnic table, where spills mattered to nobody but the grateful ants.
At that point in my life, that was the kind of vacation I could afford, but it was great. And my children learned so much
Now, in my golden years, I could afford the hotel, and we have done hotels when camping is not an option, for example, a week in NYC last March. Big highlight of that trip was following the George Washington Trail through Manhattan. Learned so much about GW’s time in NY. And I was so surprised to learn of how much of the great man can still be glimpsed there. (I am currently obsessed with learning about him and visiting places he had been.)Wonderful!
But I digress... :)
Happy Trails to you.
Yes, I am not a sun worshipper either, my English/Irish skin goes directly to burn, so beaches are no fun. Give me the Smokies and I am in heaven.
Another thing I really like about RV travel is that you only pack and unpack one time. Your clothes aren’t all wrinkled from being in the suitcase and you don’t have the fun of carrying your bags in and out of the hotel.
I think it is the freedom that is so attractive to me.