One of the highlights of 2016 was spending three months living in our 34’ motorhome with my wife and three kids.

It was a fun adventure and I’m glad we did it. And today I want to share six lessons I learned during our time in the RV.

1. You don’t need a lot of space to live: We have 3 kids, ages 4, 2, and 1. So you may think it feels a little cramped in a 34’ RV. But it’s not. I realized we really don’t need a huge space to be happy. Plus with kids so young it can be easier to have them all where you can see them so you don’t have to chase them through the house!

2. You can do it even if you’re an introvert: I’m a total introvert (INFJ). But I learned to adapt. One thing that helped me was to wake up really early in the mornings so I can have my solitude. I also worked from coffee shops or some other place in the RV park during the day when I needed to focus.

3. Too much heat is no fun: We stayed in Lakeside, CA for a month before we moved to the KOA campground in San Diego. And the weather in Lakeside was a good 10 degrees hotter than in San Diego. And those 10 degrees made a big difference. It’s hard to go outside and enjoy yourself when you’re drenched in sweat.

4. WiFi and unlimited data matter: I’m a freelancer so my livelihood depends on the internet. And the WiFi at RV campgrounds was pretty much worthless. So I’m so grateful we bought a Verizon Jetpack before we left. I had 100 GB of data each month and pay $120 for it. It’s so worth it!

5. Mishaps happen and it’s ok: Our 2 year-old daughter stepped on broken glass the day we originally planned to depart on our trip. We ended up at the ER all day and postponed our trip about 10 days until she could get the stitches out. Then we had a tire blow out on the way down. And then our bathroom flooded in the RV (I woke up at 5:00 a.m. to 2 inches of water in the hallway!). But since we were on an “adventure” it was all ok. It didn’t get us too stressed out.

6. I don’t want to be a nomad: After about 9 weeks into our trip I decided I didn’t want to do this full-time, which surprised me. I thought I’d love it and maybe perhaps we’d spend 1-year on the road. But I didn’t like the feeling of being nomadic. It made me feel like I was just a leaf blowing in the wind. No real purpose or footing. And for someone who wants to live a life of “purpose” I don’t think that was the life for me. I love traveling in the RV but I think I’d rather have a home base to launch out of.