Jon posed this question to me, which he picked up from a facebook group that we both belong to – Why did I want to go full time in an RV? Why drop the comforts of home for a life on the road?
And the answer? Well…there are a couple of reasons. Curiosity is one. I’ve had a deep love for retro Americana for as long as I can remember. Westerns, diners, route 66, no tell motels with kitch out their ears, roadside oddities and attractions – it’s all held a special place in my heart since I was a young girl. I don’t wax nostalgic for things that were, so much as I really enjoy looking at them in the context of today. There’s really something that appeals to my inner scribe about riding off into the sunset with my love at my side. I want to see all there is to see out there on the back roads and the main thoroughfares. I’m as in love with Manhattan as I am small town Jasper, Georgia. Every part of this country has something to learn from, and I just….want to learn it. Partaking in local culture, which is just so unique to each individual town, fills me with so much joy. If I could spend the rest of my life covering local festivals, I’d do it.
I’ve always been kind of a minimalist. I don’t need a lot to be happy. Give me an internet connection and a griddle, and I’m content to live pretty much anywhere. While I don’t share Jon’s incredible need for independence from a job, I do share the longing for the ability to travel anywhere I wish when I want to. And if location independent businesses are the way to do that without a magic windfall of money, then I’m all in – ready to go at the drop of a hat to sell my wares, ply my trades, and get funding where I can.
Road trips have always held a special place for me. There’s something magical about getting in a vehicle and just going. You stop where you stop and you’ll sleep when you get there. I don’t have a strong need to be tied to one place. Home is people. If your people move, so does your home. I have friends in the Bay Area and Atlanta, family in St. Louis, Atlanta, and California, people all over the country. I’ve got homes all over the country. I’ve a home with Jon, wherever we may roam.
Also, I blame Sam and Dean Winchester. I’ve never been so jealous of fictional characters with their ability to just toddle off and go. Jerks.