I’m always envious when I meet a truly nomadic traveler. Sure they have a destination in mind but it’s just a stop along the way, not a return to a static life. They’ve figured out the secret to that perfect journey with no end in sight. But when I stop and think about it, I realize I’ve come pretty close to that same ideal. Sure, Corinne and I both have day jobs, but we’ve been lucky enough to work in a profession and a system that lets us have the best of both worlds. We have long stretches of time off and the ability to move around the world with our jobs. When we’re traveling during the summer months we have the time and flexibility to choose the routes we’ll travel; we can just keep driving down the road, around the next turn, over that next mountain pass. Sure, we know that at some point we have to return to our home and go back to work for a few months and our little landing pad in Germany becomes a resting point. a place to recharge and prepare for more. Our jobs allow us to share that passion and knowledge of the world around us, to spread that sense of wonder and excitement that traveling brings.
Looking back on my life at this point I realize that I have been a kind of nomadic traveler. Every few years we pack up our tent, wrap all of our belongings in a blanket, strap it securely on the back of a trusty mule and head off into the unknown towards the next place we’ll call home. From California, New Jersey, Montana, Texas, Germany, Holland, Japan, Korea, Turkey, and now back to Germany we’ve bounced and roamed all along this big world with no end in sight. What’s around the next bend in the road or over that hill rising on the horizon? We don’t know yet, and that’s exactly the way we like it!
How nomadic do you feel?
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