
Not a vacation.
A permanent change of address.
The origin story of Permanent Hiatus — the decision, the rig, and the first morning we woke up somewhere we'd never been before.
It started with a spreadsheet and ended with a class-A diesel.
We built the spreadsheet to talk ourselves out of it. Cost of the RV, cost of campgrounds, cost of fuel against the mortgage, the car payments, the gym membership we used twice a month. The spreadsheet did not talk us out of it.
Within four months we had a rig, a forwarding address, and exactly one drawer for each of us. The learning curve was steep — water pump failures at 11pm, leveling on a 6-degree slope, figuring out that 30-amp service and a space heater are a bad combination. But every one of those nights, we went to sleep somewhere worth waking up.
This site is the document. Every entry is from the road, written close to when it happened, before the details flatten out into a generic travel story. The good parts and the hard parts both.
A log, not a highlight reel.

What this place is actually about.
New entries land whenever we do.
Send us a message if you have questions about the rig, a destination, or the logistics of making this kind of move.