Maybe so, but it may be a phase that we are growing into rather than out of.
One might think that our return to a normal living situation would have spoiled us for the bus, but the opposite seems to be true: a year and a half of living in a small house has made me more appreciative of the bus than ever. When I write, hang out, or eat fondue in the bus, I feel at home. I am inclined to think that bus life may be something we will get better at throughout our lives.
Steve and I talk about what it would be like to move back in. We would move back to the bus with tricks and systems that we learned during our first two years. Perhaps we could make ideal situations that would make bus living even more comfortable and convenient into reality. Could we build a bathhouse/storage trailer? Or a trailer for Steve’s tools? There’s a double-decker bus parked in a car lot in Wenatchee that we drool over every time we drive by.
But, the first thing we would have to do is get the bus running again. We haven’t been able to figure out what’s wrong with it, so we will be calling a mechanic sometime soon.