Don’t laugh, you might be living in one of those places soon. Think, a deserted Walmart could contain maybe 500 – 1000 units, on 2 or 3 levels, like that.
This is what they mean when they say we will own nothing and be happy.
I actually don’t think there’s anything wrong with young college kids living in places like this, especially if they don’t spend much time at home anyway. It’s a whole different thing when living like this is the goal.
A prisoner on Death Row lives in a bigger space than that offered by those little cages. So do zoo animals. The Japanese are an odd race with an odd culture. They do odd things. Such as: After the 1937 Nanking Massacre—known as the Rape of Nanking, where Japanese soldiers murdered 200,000 Chinese with swords, shovels and axes—the Japanese soldiers performed a ritual dance through the streets of that sad city.
What the Hell? It took Total War and two nuclear bombs to break the nightmarish hold the Japanese mindset had on the people. Maybe a few more should have been dropped—just to make sure.
RL HomerJanuary 4, 2022, 1:42 AM
Yeah those are NOT going to work for me. I am very claustrophobic after being trapped 300 feet down in an abandoned mine for over 24 hours. The gold had played out and my university geology class used it for field trips until our ‘incident’. No one knew we were there, no cell phones, liked they would have worked there??? Umm NO! We went back on our own, four and us we were lucky, extremely lucky to dig and crawl our way out. I have always thought we should have dropped numerous more Fat man’s just to be sure. Now look where they are.
No. Just no. A thousand times no. I’ve spent hundreds of days in tents while backpacking and bikepacking. As long as you camp by water you have your own forest in which you can scamper about to your hearts content. If you like there are a number of trails that go from Canada to Mexico. (Watch for bears, lions, snakes and pigs.) The tent is only for sleeping unless you are caught in a storm. Otherwise you are as free as you can be: go where you want, camp where you want, eat what you want—as long as its Ramen, Mac and Cheese, oatmeal and canned tuna. You can drink what you want: just filter all water, have enough coffee and make sure to top off the whiskey flask before leaving. That mini camper would be fine for circus midgets. For normies it’s would be a prison. To be trapped in one of those things would be like being buried alive.
Foreigners can never understand the US with its wide open spaces and millions and millions of acres of land. European nations are tiny and crowded in comparison. The standard American RV is as big as a two bedroom apartment. My closet is bigger than that Japanese toy. By example:
Looks like a more upscale version of the classic Volkswagen camper van. Brings back memories; back in 1985, my parents drove our family of 5 in one from New York, across Canada to Washington State. I think my parents slept in the pop top, sis & I in the fold out bed, and little brother in the hammock that slung across the front seats. When everything was packed up for the day’s travel, we kids lounged across the luggage in back and watched the scenery go by. Good times.
Seemed roomy enough when I was a kid, but I doubt I’d enjoy it as much now.
Plague MonkJanuary 4, 2022, 2:40 PM
I don’t see the problem with these mini-apartments. I’m a big, fat dude and for most of my time on the road as a contract CAD designer, I lived in rooms that were less than 100 square feet, with just enough room for a single bed, small table and a toilet. One advantage of this was that the size limitations of my quarters kept me from filling the room with miniature figures, though on one occasion I shared a small room with a 1/6th scale Sherman tank for several months.
Why did I prefer to stay in small quarters, when I was netting some $3k/week? Most of my peers were staying in residence inns, at $3k/month, but I like to go cheap in terms of road residence, and spend the money elsewhere.
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Don’t laugh, you might be living in one of those places soon. Think, a deserted Walmart could contain maybe 500 – 1000 units, on 2 or 3 levels, like that.
This is what they mean when they say we will own nothing and be happy.
I actually don’t think there’s anything wrong with young college kids living in places like this, especially if they don’t spend much time at home anyway. It’s a whole different thing when living like this is the goal.
A prisoner on Death Row lives in a bigger space than that offered by those little cages. So do zoo animals. The Japanese are an odd race with an odd culture. They do odd things. Such as: After the 1937 Nanking Massacre—known as the Rape of Nanking, where Japanese soldiers murdered 200,000 Chinese with swords, shovels and axes—the Japanese soldiers performed a ritual dance through the streets of that sad city.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7cufG2Dlxvk
What the Hell? It took Total War and two nuclear bombs to break the nightmarish hold the Japanese mindset had on the people. Maybe a few more should have been dropped—just to make sure.
Yeah those are NOT going to work for me. I am very claustrophobic after being trapped 300 feet down in an abandoned mine for over 24 hours. The gold had played out and my university geology class used it for field trips until our ‘incident’. No one knew we were there, no cell phones, liked they would have worked there??? Umm NO! We went back on our own, four and us we were lucky, extremely lucky to dig and crawl our way out. I have always thought we should have dropped numerous more Fat man’s just to be sure. Now look where they are.
You are welcome.
Choice three. Just enough.
Oh! Student Housing!
Who’da Thunk it’d become a lifestyle choice for those other than artists and career students?
Speaking of Wal-Mart, if you like auto camping, there’s this for ya:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNplm3Zevk4
I’d say that puts it squarely in the “not enough” category.
I think I’ll hold off getting one of those until next years update model when they add a “shitter”.
I’ve used the woods enough over my career.
Luggable Loo can quickly become your very best friend.
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And yes, I agree, a low impact shitter is mandatory, as well as a way to easily scrub my ass from head to toe every dam day.
No. Just no. A thousand times no. I’ve spent hundreds of days in tents while backpacking and bikepacking. As long as you camp by water you have your own forest in which you can scamper about to your hearts content. If you like there are a number of trails that go from Canada to Mexico. (Watch for bears, lions, snakes and pigs.) The tent is only for sleeping unless you are caught in a storm. Otherwise you are as free as you can be: go where you want, camp where you want, eat what you want—as long as its Ramen, Mac and Cheese, oatmeal and canned tuna. You can drink what you want: just filter all water, have enough coffee and make sure to top off the whiskey flask before leaving. That mini camper would be fine for circus midgets. For normies it’s would be a prison. To be trapped in one of those things would be like being buried alive.
Foreigners can never understand the US with its wide open spaces and millions and millions of acres of land. European nations are tiny and crowded in comparison. The standard American RV is as big as a two bedroom apartment. My closet is bigger than that Japanese toy. By example:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgvTzoDqSGo
Japan is 26 times smaller than the US—and it shows.
Looks like a more upscale version of the classic Volkswagen camper van. Brings back memories; back in 1985, my parents drove our family of 5 in one from New York, across Canada to Washington State. I think my parents slept in the pop top, sis & I in the fold out bed, and little brother in the hammock that slung across the front seats. When everything was packed up for the day’s travel, we kids lounged across the luggage in back and watched the scenery go by. Good times.
Seemed roomy enough when I was a kid, but I doubt I’d enjoy it as much now.
I don’t see the problem with these mini-apartments. I’m a big, fat dude and for most of my time on the road as a contract CAD designer, I lived in rooms that were less than 100 square feet, with just enough room for a single bed, small table and a toilet. One advantage of this was that the size limitations of my quarters kept me from filling the room with miniature figures, though on one occasion I shared a small room with a 1/6th scale Sherman tank for several months.
Why did I prefer to stay in small quarters, when I was netting some $3k/week? Most of my peers were staying in residence inns, at $3k/month, but I like to go cheap in terms of road residence, and spend the money elsewhere.
For $3,000 a week I would live in New York City—for three weeks or so.