We primarily camp at state and national parks, where everyone who’s camping in the park is a temporary visitor, staying for a couple days to a couple weeks.
We recently had to camp at our first private RV park because the state parks were full. The park sits a good ways off the beaten path, and it’s quite different than the parks to which we’ve become accustomed.
For starters, most of the people in the RV park live there relatively permanently. They pay month to month rent for a lot. Their trailers may have wheels, but they aren’t going anywhere. They have walls, fences and decks built around them. Strange yard ornaments adorn the small lots around the trailers, and there are forgotten boats, flower pots, chairs and other debris scattered around.
When we first rolled into the park, my wife had serious and emotional concerns about our safety in this place.
While I was surprised it was a little run down, I was more amazed by the decor of the obscure place.