Wednesday, January 09, 2019
In Praise of Jammies
I’m currently at the start of my life as a nomadic writer, traveling in a Winnebago Travato. Before I left on my journey, I bought a set of flannel pajamas, just in case it got cold. These are serious jammies, complete with elastic cuffs at the bottom of each leg to keep in the warmth. I stuck them in an overhead bin, thinking I might never need them.
A few days into my journey, my propane tank failed to fill. Since I would be boondocking in the middle of nowhere, there went my heat source. Next my electrical system went haywire, so now I had no heart or electricity. Out came the flannel james and every blanket I had on board. That night I slept in those flannel jammies, a sweater, heavy socks, and a hoodie. When I got up in the norning, it was 28 degrees inside my van.
Let me repeat that ... 28 degrees INSIDE my van.
I left Quartzsite that morning in search of repairs and ended up back in California, where the electrical issues were fixed by my friend and former owner of the rig. At least now I could plug in and get heat. And all was well, until my plug in power got touchy with the heating system. Another night of super cold sleeping, although not near as cold as in Quartzsite. Another night of bundling up in those flannel jammies.
They are now my FAVORITE jammies.
I’m thinking I need at least another set!