I said the road is my redeemer
I never know just what on earth I’ll find
in the face of a stranger
From the song “Jesus In New Orleans” by Over the Rhine
When I share that I plan to travel the country in a camper van, some people tell me it sounds exciting or that they’ve always dreamed of making such a trip.
Others ask: “Why on earth would you do that?”
Continue reading “On the Road to Find Out”We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
William Shakespeare, The Tempest
My bedroom is done.
Well, “bedroom” is probably an exaggeration.
But the bed platform in my van is built and with a few minor adjustments will soon accommodate a twin-size futon so I can stretch out and rest my weary bones after long days of nomading. (Yes, that’s a thing.)
Continue reading “A Good Night’s Sleep”By the time this year’s cicadas have vanished from the Connecticut landscape, I could be halfway to Oregon, where my middle daughter lives in a floating home with her wife and their two dogs — a shepherd the size of a wolf and a tiny Chihuahua — and a colorful beta fish named Sailor.
Or I could be halfway back to Connecticut.
That’s how fluid and casual things will be in my newly nomadic #vanlife.
Continue reading “Parked on Pearl”