Cargo Vans. Strange that I never noticed their existence much before, but I will never look at them the same again. Have you ever picked up a book, started reading it, then thought “Holy crap! These are my feelings! I could have written this word for word!” That happened to me the evening of
Vanlife? Vanlife! I am buying a van. Yes indeed, I am going to be a van dweller. When I first started looking into this lifestyle in late 2014, I was convinced I would be buying a small Class C or trading my car for a truck and getting a small travel trailer. A Class A
I hit a bump this week. Actually, I hit the bump in early January. I have just been slow to rise up and also bump my head on the ceiling of realization. It’s been a pretty rough couple of weeks, but I think my Grandmama’s passing made me recognize I have dropped my own ball,
Clara Jean was known as ‘Mother’ to her children, ‘Grandmama Jean’ to her Grandchildren, and ‘Great-Great Mama’ to her Great Grandchildren. My maternal Grandmother passed away this morning at 6AM. She was 90 years old. Her husband, my maternal Grandfather, passed away around 30 years ago. I don’t think she ever really got over
Birds of a feather flock together. Remember that saying? I think we nomads are sometimes a bit like birds. We have built a supportive community around us, traveling both solo and together, adventuring to different locations depending on the weather, and taking advantage (in a good way) of the natural resources available to us.
It’s a good thing you don’t need money to daydream because I do it regularly as I prepare for my travels. I’ll read a blog post from a traveler I follow, watch a youtube video a fellow nomad has posted, and I get sucked right in. When I’m at work and a technician calls me from
I have a friend who is completely consumed by the need to constantly be in a relationship. She literally craves love and human companionship so much that she will jump from relationship to relationship, in one blissed out state to another, without ever giving herself time to appreciate the beauty of just being one with