The most common question I’ve had from others when I tell them I’m “on the road” is; “how long are you going to do it for?”
The truth is I don’t know. I never set out with a time frame in mind. Sure I had short term ideas for where I wanted to get to and by when but the trip I’m taking doesn’t really have a time horizon attached to it.
You see I shed myself of virtually all of my prior commitments. I have no kids. No house. No significant expenses. I have no reason or obligation that holds me to anything. No job (by choice). No need to stay in a certain area. No requirement to do anything specific at any time for the foreseeable future. Foreseeable is a time horizon that may be weeks. It may be months. It may be years. It may be the beginning to a new lifestyle. A seasonal pattern of migration driven by a desire to do something I love for a period of time still to be determined – snowboard, fly-fish, pick-up some skills through certifications (think wilderness first responder, SPI, scuba, mountain rescue and the like).
In the other moments I’d like to travel to see friends I’ve loved. People who moved away from the north-east. People I speak to often. People I’ve lost touch with. The whole purpose of this trip is that it’s not just an eat, pray, love moment for me. It’s something I’ve been preparing for my whole life.
Enough for now…
Dinner to be made. More to come. Tonight, leftovers that will be made from two delicious past meals. I’m sure it will make it’s way to Instagram at some point.
And remember. If there’s something you’d love to do somewhere let’s plan it. I got time…and mobility.
Vinnie VanGo 