Like Fitzgerald like fine wine.

I’m looking at the pretty brand-new popups on the manufacturer’s sites and realizing that the least I’d have to spend on one there is 10K. Bump that to 15, 17 for one that comes with electric pre-wired and a few reasonable amenities.

I’d pay it for sure, but something seems wrong about it, in the light of going so retro and inexpensive on the foundational truck.

There is such a thing as a used aftermarket for the camper piece too. It’s scattered and fragmentary, but it made me start thinking differently.

Just like I’ve spent months honing my truck search strategy and patiently waiting for the best, maybe I could do the same on the camper side. Get something older or incomplete for half or a third of the price.

Package it together with real love, as if I intended it to be permanently mine.

And then, maybe, if things keep moving in the same direction, liquidate the enhanced asset for enough cash to go to the next level–a slightly better truck, a way better home shell. Until some approximation of perfection is reached.

A kind of job, that I really believe in. A kind of investing that doesn’t aim to make rich people richer, but provide … housing, options … to people who really need them, and don’t have my skills.

An enterprise that is both charitable and profitable, with my labor and knowledge as value added.

Is it a plausible way to make a piece of living?

I don’t know. I want to know.