How Our Family Fell in Love With Full-Time RV Life

From Garden of The Gods

to a life of travel

We’ve always been a family who says yes to adventure. Travel has always been our thing, our top priority, our love language. My husband has spent years driving truck over the road, seeing places most people only scroll past on Pinterest. And me? I’ve never once said no to a trip.

If there’s an open weekend, I’m already packing. If we find a last-minute flight deal or a hotel steal, it’s an automatic yes. No questions asked.

Our kids caught that same bug early. They’ve always been up for traveling, and honestly, they’re so good at it. They’ve grown up thinking car rides are a normal part of life, that airports are just another kind of playground, and that the best memories usually start with “what if we just went?”

That’s exactly how it all began. One simple idea: what if we just packed up and went? No fancy plans. No itinerary. Just a tank full of gas, three excited kids, and a craving for something different. Looking back, that trip was the first spark of what would become our new life, a love story between our family and the open road.

Colorado Springs was where it all really began.

I still remember pulling into town with that mix of nerves and excitement. Garden of the Gods took our breath away. The red rocks, the air that smelled like pine and adventure, the way the light hit the stone just right at sunset, it was magic. It was the first time travel felt like more than a getaway. It felt like coming home. Back then, we were only a family of four. The girls were younger, giggling in the backseat, pointing out every horse, mountain, and cloud that looked like something magical. Those moments live in my memory like snapshots.

stop waiting to live your life.

That trip in 2019 changed something in us. It wasn’t about escaping real life anymore. It was about realizing what kind of life we actually wanted to live. We stopped saying “someday.” We started saying “why not now?” The road became our classroom, our therapy, our playground. We learned that home isn’t one place... it’s wherever we land together.

Now we have a bucket list of over 300 places we want to see, and it grows every single day. Our motto has always been simple: if we can make it fit, it’s happening. We don’t overthink it. We don’t wait for perfect timing. If we can go, we go. My husband’s always down to drive over flying, and our kids are the best car riders. Even our dog loves the road, she sits with her paws on the center counsel just looking all around!

Once we started talking about making this lifestyle our reality, everything just clicked. It felt right. It felt like who we were meant to be all along.

For us, it’s never been about the destination. It’s the drive, the laughter, the spontaneous detours, the snack breaks with crumbs everywhere, the memories we make in between. That’s where the magic happens. Travel isn’t something we squeeze into life anymore. It’s the heartbeat of our story and it always will be.

garden of the gods family at sunset photographs

We packed so much into that Colorado trip and every stop felt like its own little adventure. We took the Georgetown Loop Railroad through the mountains, surrounded by pine trees, rushing streams, and sunlight peeking through the ridges. We grabbed pizza in Idaho Springs at the cutest little spot called Beau Jo's Pizza, found the famous Voodoo Doughnut for a sweet stop, and wandered around the Denver square before ending the day at the aquarium where mermaids swam right through the tanks - the girls were absolutely mesmerized. And of course, the highlight of it all was Garden of the Gods. The red rocks at sunset, the laughter, the photos, the feeling that we were standing right in the middle of something special. That trip made us fall even more in love with finding those hidden gems, the unique spots most tourists don’t know about, the kind of places that leave you with stories you tell forever.