It is work, there's no doubt about it. Every decision I made up until uttering "I do" was my individual choice to make, but when you join forces with another living being (and say, move into a tiny home), you officially are no longer an island. Our lives on the road are similar to our city ones, just magnified: the lows may be pretty low, but the highs are at an all-time peak. We wake up each morning to the fact that we are living our dream with our best friend by our side, so when the sun is shining it's never shone so bright.
Among other things, living on the road has been a reminder that there are still so many things to know about each other. You know what they say, if you can make it in van life you can make it anywhere . . . or is that New York?