Living in a Van Looks Cooler Online
November 8, 2013
We have talked about blogging for some time now but both Alex and myself have been at a loss of words, or maybe we’re just being lazy about it. Either way, today marks day one.
While this trip is one of the most amazing adventures I have ever been on, it also has it’s fair share of challenges. “Normal” looks a lot different when you live in a van. Don’t get me wrong, it’s amazing and I love every second of it, but it definitely gets to you sometimes. Today for example. We’ve been on the road for a little over six weeks and it’s really catching up with me. I’m tired of moving, I just want to take three or four or ten days and be still; but that isn’t the reality. Unfortunately we have a deadline for when we need to be back in Texas and it isn’t something that can be moved around. Sometimes the road is so freeing and other times it feels like such a burden. I don’t want this post to be negative so I will leave the defeatist feelings behind and tell you a little bit about why I LOVE being on the road full time.
I get to spend every second of every day with my husband, my best friend, and the most supportive and encouraging man I have ever met. In case you missed it, those three qualities belong to the same person. We have already been to 10 states and a new country. We have seen huge herds of wild bison, met new people in every state, seen real snow fall for the first time in my life, and felt the most inspired I have in years.
This trip has completely changed my outlook on the word “essential”. I packed several items I had deemed indispensable that I have not used once. If I were to post a picture of the clothing I packed one might assume I was headed to the beach for a couple weeks. I’m not sure what was going through my mind when I put my outfits together, but I certainly wasn’t preparing myself for the 19˚ temperatures of Idaho’s winter nights. It’s funny the way I assumed the entire country is the same as what I was accustomed to. Texas winters and Wyoming winters are an entirely different beast. That is obvious, I know; yet somehow my brain didn’t process the harsh reality until I was experiencing it. The good news? We made it through. The better news? We have thousands of lessons just like this ahead of us and we will make it through those, too. I think one of my favorite things about this entire trip is realizing that everything I was scared of, everything I worried about being too challenging or too much of a demand has worked out just fine. So it’s cold at night. Yeah, it sucks peeing in the woods in below freezing temperatures and every now and then you pee all over your leg. Meals aren’t assumed anymore and sometimes you spend too much money on goldfish and not real food. Sometimes Alex and I run out of things to talk about and driving gets boring. Sometimes you run over a bunny late at night and you have a melt down on the side of the road. There are times when situations are going to test your strength. We are going to have ups and downs in our marriage and in our everyday life in general. I started writing this to express my being sick of traveling. I don’t feel that way anymore. I’m honestly a little anxious to get back on the road now. Sometimes it’s important to just write and feel and be honest with yourself.
I have nothing figured out. What I do know, though, is at the end of the day, Alex and I are provided a warm and safe place to sleep; and that is more than a lot of people have.