traveling thoughts...

I am so very well suited to this lifestyle that we lead. It's actually been quite a surprise to me. We originally started on this venture because Bill was ready to retire, but still had 2 more years left to work before he could get social security. This was a way to change things up a bit - and because the work we do is all on the computer, it was an easy transition. Everyone we meet on the road does things a bit differently. Some love boondocking all of the time, with nothing but nature around you and not a soul in sight. Some love being in the middle of cities and being able to hit all the hot spots while stealth street camping. We love to be in small towns where we can ride our bikes around and get to know the place and the people quickly. We do love to boondock, but the fact that we are sorely lacking in solar power makes this a limited venture and a bit painful because we have to run our generator, which I really hate doing. I don't mind being in a campground at all - I like to have some space to spread out and I appreciate considerate neighbors, but I really like waking up in the morning and hearing the campground buzz and come to life. I like to look out and see what our neighbors are up to; and I really like the amenities a campground can provide.  We looked upon this venture as a place to find that one destination we'd like to "settle down" in - plant some roots, and more importantly, a garden. But every time I think I've found that spot I think about all of the other places I enjoy traveling to; how nice it is to move around with the seasons, to see friends we've met or re-kindled a friendship with, all over the country.

I think I have been conditioned to believe that we must have a particular "place" to call home, to own property; just like I was taught that your life included marriage and a family. I never thought the latter was for me, but around 25 years old that's all I could think about, and eventually married a man that I thought would "fit" into my family and live the life with me that my parents had. Boy oh boy, did I get just that!! Silly me, I really had no desire to "fit" anywhere and if there was anything I didn't want, it was the life my parents had, especially their type of relationship. It took twenty years of living in misery and a whole lot of therapy to get where I am today. To try and be the me that I want to be and live the life that feels good and right to me. My parents are thrilled to see me so happy, but they don't really understand what we're doing. And you know what? I am ok with that.

With that said, we are off to go to an open house down the street and we're seriously looking at the Pescadero area as well - who knows what we'll do or where we'll end up, what I do know is that we'll have fun getting there, that's for sure!