I’d long assumed that most RVers were retirees tootling idly around America, sightseeing and enjoying the relaxation they’d earned after decades of employment. RV, after all, stands for “recreational vehicle.” Those happy-go-lucky pensioners still exist, but they’ve been joined by the new nomads. Most of the denizens of the Desert Rose, for example, weren’t thinking about recreation. Newcomers were preoccupied with “work hardening,” an acclimation period of half-day shifts. Earlier arrivals were already straining to keep up with the pace in the warehouse.
