Yesterday I switched wireless providers from at&t to Verizon. For the same monthly bill, I now have a smart phone, the droid, and I have better service. I figured that this would be a worthwhile investment considering I can use this little gadget to stay connected with my friends and family at home as well as use it as an array of useful tools on the road. I feel like a little kid with a new toy. I am a little kid with a new toy. The reality is I didn’t need this toy, I don’t really need a phone at all. However, it’s a nice little comfort that fits in my pocket and after throwing away most of the useless crap I owned, I feel no guilt in a little useful indulgence.
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Youngsville, NC
I am currently residing on a farm in North Carolina, a few miles away from the faire site.
The farm is called Hill Ridge Farms, run by a friendly family. There’s a nice country store on the property that sells home made fudge and pumpkin butter. There are about ten other campers at this camp site, all rennies. A good community of caring people who will go the extra mile for one of their own.
The weather has been perfect.
How could anyone possibly complain about living this way?! I’ve got five days a week to explore the area, read novels and lay under the stars. Then I spend two days serving coffee to people in funny outfits.
Rough life.
Life on the Road
Living on the open road allows me to meet an array of interesting people every day.
It also gives me the ever present option of leaving a situation that I am uncomfortable with.
Life on the road is good. Homesickness can be easily curbed with a few phone calls to the ones I love.
I know that I have to continue leading my life with my wandering heart and soul.
I kept trying to make everything complicated but it finally came to me to make things simpler. Simplicity is rather rewarding. I’ve discovered that there are a lot of things that I absolutely do not need in my life.
Eliminating the unnecessary restrictions of stationary living has opened the entire world to me and I’m jumping in with both feet.
“I felt free, so I was free.”
Home Sickness
I never would have imagined that I would feel so incredibly home sick.
I miss everything about being home. And the only thing I can think about is returning.
I’ve never been away for so long.
The past few weeks have been extremely challenging.
So I wander around the internet looking at plane tickets and bus tickets.
I could just leave.
I could just go back home at any moment.
But there’s a very large part of me telling me to stay. To ride out this journey a little longer.
In another month, I’ll be in New York.
I don’t think I’m as cut out for perpetual traveling as I originally thought.
I worry about so many minute details of absolutely everything. I am not care free. I am constantly stressing myself out.
At least when I was stressed out at home I had my friends and family near by.
And running water.
And a bed to sleep in.
And electricity so that I could read in the wee hours of the night when I have insomnia.
Insomnia is quite possibly one of the worst things about this whole trip. I can’t read after dark because I can’t see. I somehow managed to snag the internet from someone’s house nearby but my battery on my laptop is nearly dead. I can’t charge my phone. I can’t charge my camera battery. I can’t edit pictures.
This has become a nightmare.
I wanted so badly to believe that I was more than capable of living this life on the open road but I’ve been absolutely miserable.
There are moments when I am happy with this decision.
But there are many more when I regret leaving everything, and everyone, behind.
A New Plan
I believe I’ve found a path.
I’ve devised a plan that will allow me to continue to travel, work and study.
I need projects. I need to learn. I need to use my brain.
So, I am going to get my certification to teach English as a second language as well as take a few online classes through a local community college that will count towards my B.A.
After I get my certification, I will be able to go abroad and teach.
In the meantime, I have this wonderful job and lifestyle of living on the road.
I can’t go home. Not permanently. I have been homesick but I know that upon returning home I will be extremely anxious to leave. Again.
The one thing that I’ve been most passionate about for the past few years now is traveling. I’ve discovered that every day of travel is a new challenge, but it’s worth everything. It’s a learning experience. And there’s no better way to learn about the world around you other than to throw yourself at it.
I’ve known exactly what I’ve wanted for a long time but I’ve been afraid of taking off and running with it.
But I’m doing it. Successfully. For the most part, so far.
I’m happy.
And that’s what matters.