It seems to me....that the unsung beauty of camping in an austere little box that doesn't have any windows*....is that (as long as you never step outside), you can imagine you are **anywhere**
For instance, you could park it in a sketchy alley in downtown St. Louis...and you could still convince yourself that you might be in Yosemite! (as long as you don't step outside).
Just don't ever step outside!
*or obvious ways to escape
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Mike T
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'95 Ford E250 RB30 PH
Thirsty
Linear Mode
