The Songs of Nature. When I RV, that’s what I hear. All of her beautiful compositions from Nature’s instruments flowing through the moonlit nights far from city lights. The winds whistling through the tress in chorus, while the chipping of the frogs filled the air with lonely yips as they patiently waited for a response from across the pond. That’s what I hear when I sit quietly outside of my RV on these cooler evenings.
RVing allows me to slow down: to put on the brakes and start using my senses to listen to nature more, rather than some of the unnatural chaos of daily life. I can picture it even now. I pull down the awning, turn on my patio lights, unfold my lawn chair, sit back and relax with the beverage of my choice and just listen. It’s quiet. The noises I hear aren’t telephones and zooming cars, it’s the soft chirp of a cricket of in the distance and hey, that might have been the hoot of an owl…then it’s silent.
I could stare at the stars without the light from the city drowning them out. Go out far and dark enough until you’re amazed at the amount of stars that actually fill the night sky. This is what RVing gives me. The ability to recall that memory anytime I want, yes even amid that chaos I was previously referring to above.
All of that weekly stress can melt away with just one great weekend RVing. If you’ve never been, you should try. Talk to any RVer and ask them about their uncertainties, and they’ll quickly dismiss any of your fears as well. Swing by PPL Motorhome and take a look at a few of Houston’s consignment RVs. Plus we can answer any questions you may have about joining the RV lifestyle.