Most vans cut corners as well. On our van we have a “Do not overtake a turning vehicle” which allows you on tight turns to drift into the lane away from the corner, assuming you have available space, and drivers behind should not try to duck in under you as you turn into the corner.
I started this chapter as a chronicle of the things we ran into, we were simply supposed to know as we headed off on our first Grey Nomad experience, but it has morphed into so much more. Like most things these days, you are simply expected to know. Our van is the perfect example.
We had about an hour of explanation, rushing from this to that. We videoed as much as we could, but that wasn’t much help. Spending a couple of days parked outside the home of the Missing Link was only marginally better, as we relied on them too much. We needed to be out there, experiencing firsthand what could go right, and of course what could go wrong.
Even now as I think back, I suspect we have not run into all the “problems” we perhaps could have endured, and as they pop their ugly heads at us, we will endure them, and go back to enjoying this great country. Travelling in a group, certainly mitigated the frustration and the loneliness factors at the time. Nomads are easy people to get along with, there is always someone to help, as long as you are willing to talk to people. Paying it forward is a concept I think is instilled in all Grey Nomads. At times we helped people and they offered to pay us for our time, each time we graciously declined suggesting they be willing to help the next person in trouble.