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ABOUT ME
"You may be right, I could be crazy, but it's just may be the life I'm looking for." That is a takeoff of the lyrics from a Billy Joel song.
RVing is not, in my thinking, camping in "trailer courts". It is not parked in the woods and building campfires. It is not roughing it. It is not endless hours on the road. It could be these things but that is not how I see it. I envision a mobile lifestyle. I see it more like living in a small condo that you take with you from place to place. A safe, cost effective, hassle free way to see a lot of this beautiful country we live in.
An RV is a home away from home. It is your air conditioned, convection oven equipped, Corian counter topped kitchen, your surround sound, flat screen television living room, your dining room, your queen sized bed bedroom, and your full bathroom. It is your private beach house, your mountain chalet and your desert vacation home. It is whatever you want it to be and you have the choice of having it all - weather, scenery, adventure and fun. It is literally your cross country home on wheels and it offers the freedom to roam America's highways and backroads and the flexibility to go anywhere you want whenever you want -from Alaska to the Florida Keys and everywhere in between. That my friends appeals to the Gypsy instinct in me and satisfies my need to see and experience new places, new foods, new people and new things.
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As I near the time when I will begin my travel adventure, my sister dedicated this poem to me.
ITHAKA
As you set out for Ithaka
hope the voyage is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonians and Cyclops,
angry Poseidon—don’t be afraid of them:
you’ll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and your body.
Laistrygonians and Cyclops,
wild Poseidon—you won’t encounter them
unless you bring them along inside your soul,
unless your soul sets them up in front of you.
Hope the voyage is a long one.
May there be many a summer morning when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you come into harbors seen for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfume of every kind—
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to gather stores of knowledge from their scholars.
Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you are destined for.
But do not hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you are old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.
Ithaka gave you the marvelous journey.
Without her you would not have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka won’t have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you will have understood by then what these Ithakas mean.
C.P.Cavafy
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This poem speaks to my heart and soul. It clearly reflects my feelings on a life that I have led and helps inspire me to choose a different path for the remaining trips I make around the sun. Maybe it will speak to you as well.
This poem speaks to my heart and soul. It clearly reflects my feelings on a life that I have led and helps inspire me to choose a different path for the remaining trips I make around the sun. Maybe it will speak to you as well.
This is an excerpt from Josh deLacy's poem, "Silent Seas". Josh is the son of my sister's friend. In 2013 he had just graduated from college and began hitchhiking around America. To view the rest of this poem and more of his works as well as his adventure, please visit him at http://travelingontrust.com/
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We all have different versions of ourselves. Here are a few different versions of me.
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| Explorer Guy |
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| Birthday Guy |
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| Army Guy |
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| Business man Guy |
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| Facebook Guy |
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| Photographer Guy |
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| Skier Guy (some time ago) |
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| Young Guy |
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| Cowboy Guy |
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| Travel Dreaming Guy |
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| South Park Guy |
Guy, I assure you I have not forgotten the smell of dry prairie grass, a rutted and sun-beaten gravel road, the smell of pine trees in the heat of the day or after the rainstorm, it is what I seek, not to be surrounded by people but small and large animals, the smell of sage, birds landing on bushes, rabbits cruising on the desert floor and any other gift the universe throws at me. Thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteKindred spirits I think. Thanks for the comment.
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