Many people ask me where a I plan to live when I’m in North Dakota. It’s a good question, since there’s a housing shortage and if you do happen to find an available place, the rent rivals a Manhattan penthouse. The solution? A trailer park.
I never thought I’d want to live in a trailer park at the age of 29 (okay, maybe briefly at 16 when I pictured myself running away from home and doing anything and everything to disappoint my parents (sorry again about that lovely parents)) but to be honest, now I’m kind of excited. I picture myself in cowboy boots, kicking up dust, and carrying a can of Budweiser as I waste hours sitting around in a fold-up chair people watching. Could be fun, right? Sort of a Friday Night Lights meets Into the Wild.
Those same lovely parents have offered to lend me their TrailManor camper and tow it the 1,500 miles from Mt. Shasta, California to a trailer park in Williston, North Dakota. I’m attaching photos of it. Any name suggestions? I was thinking Thelma (from Thelma and Louise), Lucille (because it sounds right), or Tammy Taylor (FNL for life!).