I loved my VW Campmobiles. I have owned two. They have beds because they are exhausting to drive and to nap between repairs. Even so, when you name a vehicle it is becomes part of your identity. I learned to repair engines by owning Volkswagens. I also learned to cuss. Seriously, the self reliance from removing an engine, rebuilding and re-installing it was one of life's great achievements in my young life. Todays cars are marvels. Yesterdays cars were work.