Sometimes people are amazed that Randy and I would quit great (and great-paying) jobs, sell or give away almost everything we own and even sell our house just to live on the road, staying in different places and doing part-time jobs.
But there are good reasons for taking this path. For example, yesterday we woke up when we felt like waking up and took the dogs outside to the lake that borders our back yard. Then we went out for a late breakfast at a new restaurant. We planned to go shopping next but instead decided to go back home for an early nap. Later we went shopping, and after we dropped our purchases off at home we bicycled to the beach where we played in the ocean awhile, then dozed on the warm sand, listening to surf, seagulls and children. When we were done there we biked back to the Resort and took a cooling dip in the beautiful pool. Later Randy fixed shrimp for our dinner.
This year it's Hilton Head Island; before that it was California, Alaska, Nova Scotia, Arizona, the Eastern and Western Seaboards. Sometimes I forget that most people my age live lives filled with agendas, meetings and deadlines. Of course that has it's own reward, but life out here on the road is very, very good.
One Year Ago: In retrospect, a questionable decision
Two Years Ago:McLobster in Nova Scotia
Three Years Ago: Ghost Stories and Brothels in Skagway
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