As a little girl, I drove my mother crazy with my insatiable curiosity. As a woman, I sheepishly apologize for it between interrogations aimed at loved ones, co-workers, bus drivers, storekeepers, cashiers, fishermen, and other citizens of the world.
The everlasting desire to see what’s around the next bend continues to land me in unfamiliar territory. Common advice for this affliction is, “When preparing to travel, lay out all your clothes and money. Then take half the clothes and twice the money.”
A minimalist at heart, I’ll gladly take half the clothes. Exploring the world takes up the time I might otherwise trade for cash, so I’m finding ways to do without twice the money!
In 2010, I left the U.S. for New Zealand and said I hoped I could be a nomad for at least a year. Now, it’s been
4 5 7 years, and my wanderlust continues to propel me. Maybe someday I’ll want to stay in one place 95% of the time, “put down roots,” as they say. But… I doubt it. I hope to play servant to my inquiring mind until death do us part.
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