A year ago, Alex and I weren't sure if it was possible to sell (almost) all our stuff and travel the world with our kids.
We didn't know how to articulate the lifestyle we wanted: "Like living in an RV, but without the RV" was the closest we got. 😅 We wanted to go wherever my job took us around the country/world, and rent apartments so we could have "normal family life" in each of those places. "We just have to find our hashtag!" we laughed. Surely we weren't the first people to do this. There must be a blogger or podcaster somewhere who's already figured this out, right? 🤔 It turns out that there are already a gazillion nomadic travelers sharing tips online, so didn't have to figure out anything from scratch, phew!
We watched a dozen #FullTimeRVer YouTube videos and learned about state income taxes, driver's licenses, healthcare, mail forwarding, and a dozen more nomadic tips.
We kept searching online and found hashtags like #DigitalNomad (a phrase we no longer connect with, but that's a story for another day). When we found hashtag #FullTimeTravelFamily , we knew we found "our people." And we found people, kind of. We heard of @colinismyname years ago when we got into minimalism. And we later learned of @mali.mish and discovered that plenty of people raise thriving kids on the road.
But we've barely been able to connect with "our people" in person.
We coincidentally bumped into @van_travellers at a park in Nova Scotia, and yesterday we got to meet up with Annette and Daniel from @chaseforadventure in Seoul!!! Our travels are getting less lonely as we connect with this global community. 'Til next time, Annette and Daniel. Maybe we'll see you in sunny Florida next time. 🌴
I’m starting to think that it’s so much better to float and flow through life, feeling the body I live in, rather than being a slave to the mind with all of its expectations and demands. The world expects us to be so damn perfect and my mind has bought into it... The need for career, family, money, beauty, productivity, skinniness, popularity, drama, extroversion, constant “happiness”. I’m so sick of all of it! -
I’m going to sit in my beautiful corner of the world and dance to music only my soul can hear. 🌈 Whose with me 💛 -
Also, thank you so much for all of the love and support after my last post 😭 I could really feel the boost and my body is feeling so much better now 💛💛💛
So this is my home for the next 4 month and the start of a whole new adventure!
Hitchhiking, busking and tramping around New Zealand!
Properr buzzing for this bit, feels like it’s gona be a mad one!!
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El Parque Nacional Podocarpus es un parque nacional ubicado en las provincias de Loja y Zamora Chinchipe, en el sur oriente del Ecuador. Fue instaurado el 15 de diciembre de 1982. Desde los 1.200 a 4.000 metros de altura se extiende esta área protegida que inicia en las alturas de los Andes hasta la cuenca amazónica, cuya superficie es de 146.280 Ha, rodeada por una de las más grandes muestras de biodiversidad a nivel mundial y una serie de lagos andinos. La vegetación nativa de esta zona, exuberante y variada, ha permitido que Loja sea reconocida a nivel mundial como “Jardín Botánico de América”, donde encontramos gran variedad de orquídeas únicas en el mundo, solamente en el Parque Nacional Podocarpus, existen 4.000 especies de plantas y árboles gigantescos (40m), incluyendo al milenario Romerillo y la Chinchona, fuente originaria de la quinina.
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I didn’t want to dismantle the world I—and he—created. I simply wanted to leave it—and him—behind. He could inhabit it all by himself, finally make it his own, continue the upward climb to that highest material and social wrung on the ladder that never seemed high enough.
I couldn’t tolerate another night nuzzled up to the man I loved, with my nose just touching the square of his back undetectably as he slept, close enough to smell him, physically feeling his warmth and remembering how badly I had once wanted him and wanted to please him, now unable to touch him.
He had grown tired of the man that didn’t know how to need, that always did for himself independently, that had stopped compromising and negotiating in his impatience to change the trajectory that he had long ago agreed to and no longer wanted.
I moved into the one and only room in the house that was all mine, behind the walnut library doors I had meticulously designed then closed to shut him out. Somehow I felt being down there temporarily would extricate me from us and I could see us more objectively and devise a mutually-beneficial strategy. But the four walls were no crystal ball and I found myself in a process—a processing, a procession—I could not explain to him and that I didn’t want to stop. It felt right in the midst of thinking it should feel so wrong as his pain grew.
When I came out of my study he sat at the top of the steel and oak staircase and asked when I was coming back to bed. "Not yet” was all I could muster.
I had let go. I stood in nascent rebellion on the Ann Sacks floor as he held on to his resentment on the steps above. I didn’t want to leave him because I disliked or hated him. I wanted him to feel love. I wished I could shed the me I was becoming, the one that stuck to me like static cling on the clothing I placed in the bag I packed. But I needed to feel light, our world had grown heavy in all the wrong ways for all the right reasons.
Most of the mementos from that time period were packed into storage. Once I resettled years later, many of the most sentimental went to Goodwill.
Ironic, isn’t it.
Boo! Our fabulous cruise is over today and it’s cool and rainy in #neworleans . Double boo!! How much moola do you think we spent for 9 nights to 5 ports, 2 people? Counting the moment we stepped on the ship to disembarkation. Extra tips, drinks, excursions, gambling, specialty dining, entertainment that wasn’t covered, Starbucks, souvenirs, bingo, cough medicine, dry cleaning, laundry, etc. Post below...
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Australia. You won my heart over a few years back. You taught me how to wander. You showed me how to trust. You kickstarted a career shift. You exposed me to parts of me I didn’t know required work. While also reminding me of the different values I had to offer. And that the world needs these offerings. Humbling me in a manner I didn’t realize I needed. My eyes were opened wider by you and have yet to shut, even when nearly 9,000 miles away.
And after a harmful beginning of 2020, you still engulf such beauty. Such rarity. And such compassion. From your landscape to your ocean views to the people you bring together. Today we celebrate you and all that you entail.
Happy Australia Day from good ol’ Dallas, Texas. See you next month with @malhammm!!!!!
Arrived in my least favorite city in the world:) but we're going to crush it at work. Always find the silver lining 😉 but welcome to America $10.00 for an Arepa OMG I paid . 87 cents with a juice in Bogota lmao y'all have a happy Sunday do your best not to be a dick. #bogota#colombia 🇨🇴
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Made it to Korea! 🇰🇷🇰🇷🇰🇷 Our 9th country in 9 months! ✈️✈️✈️
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✨Valuing our living spaces! ✨
Rising from suppression in life it’s time we honour feeling and pleasure more. For me this means celebrating life to its fullest.
While living a nomadic lifestyle. I’m always looking for the right space to call home for a while... Sometimes idealism can get in the way but in honesty I’m really passionate about us living in the right space. A space that allows us to be happy, fulfilled and healthy.
This often means .. -No collective energy unless it’s nourishing to engage in.
-Being in connection to the land. -A place far from the buzz of the city.. My time spent here will be one of inquiry and connection to new land. ✨🌞🥰