I wasn’t like a lot of other 16 years olds back in my day. I mean, in some ways I fit the bill of a kid in the ’90s: shopping at the Gap, wearing lots of flannel, doing my hair up in scrunchies. But then, while other kids were getting high and heading to see “Laser Pink Floyd” at the planetarium, I was hightailing it to RV shows.
Yes, it’s been my dream for as long as I can remember to travel around in an RV, camping, eating BBQ, seeing the countryside – all that good stuff – and now, in New Zealand of all places, I’m making my dream come true … sort of.
We have rented a camper van to see the North and South Islands, and to call it an RV would be, well, a monstrous stretch. But still – it’s a camper! There’s a sink, a gas stove, a cooler, and the back converts into a bed. The amenities are pretty weak, but we’re making up for it at some nice campsites.
We’ve named the van, “The Little Sparrow,” in honor of Edith Piaf, and yes, I do make panicked tweeting noises when we try to pass another car on the highway.
Keeping with all things adventurous, I’m psyched to say that in addition to getting to cruise around in a camper, and, er, camp – I’ve also gotten to drive on the left side of the road for the first time. Watch out, Kiwis … I’m on your roads til April 10!