I love to travel. I hate to pack and unpack. It feels that I've spent most of my life packing or unpacking a suitcase.
My parents separated when I was young, so I went back and forth between them. I left a lot of items at my dad's, but not clothes. I'd pack Friday evening, unpack Friday evening, repack on Sunday and unpack again Sunday. Twice a month.
Through high school and cégep, I packed and unpacked to go to dad's, to work (where I often would spend the weekend), to travel.
In university and college, I'd pack and unpack to visit my folks and my friends. Same thing since I started to work full-time.
Then I started to travel again.
Pack. Unpack. Repack. Reunpack.
I always check my packing list, but it's a crutch. I don't need one, just reminders of unusual items I need to bring.
It will be so nice to have a house on wheels, to be at home wherever I go, to put away the suitcase and bags for a while, to spend more time seeing and doing than sitting on a suitcase filled with all the stuff I might or might not need for the traveling I'm doing while praying that it'll zip shut without bursting.
Tired of packing, but oh-so-not tired of traveling.
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I have visited all the coloured provinces.
I have visited, or been through, all the states that are coloured. West Virginia was my 25th state (not counting DC).
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Captain: Myself, Rae, a gal in her late 20's who has decided to take a year or two off to travel and explore her country while working at as many different types of jobs as she can find. I've been called 'brave', 'insane', 'stupid', 'amazing', and 'inspiring.' I do not consider myself to be any of those things (except for, perhaps, insane). I am merely a woman terrified of seeing her life pass by and having nothing to show for it. This fear surpasses any other I might have. There is too much to see and do in a lifetime to spend it cooped up somewhere being someone you don't want to be and doing things you'd rather not be doing.
Co-Pilots (of the feline variety): Tabitha and Neelix
Navigator: Majel, a Garmin 260 GPS
Our Home on Wheels: Miranda, a 1997 Glendale Royal Classic
The Shuttle/Toad: Pommette, a 2008 Hyundai Accent
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? -Mary Oliver
Co-Pilots (of the feline variety): Tabitha and Neelix
Navigator: Majel, a Garmin 260 GPS
Our Home on Wheels: Miranda, a 1997 Glendale Royal Classic
The Shuttle/Toad: Pommette, a 2008 Hyundai Accent
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? -Mary Oliver
Why 'Miranda'?
You can know all the math in the ‘Verse, but take a boat in the air you don’t love, she’ll shake you off just as sure as the turning of worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she oughta fall down, tells ya she’s hurtin’ ‘fore she keens. Makes her home.
(Captain Malcolm Reynolds, 'Serenity')
It's this movie that gave my coach her name. Miranda is a planet where its inhabitants died from being meddled with by their government. The name will remind me to rebel against conformity, to be true to myself, and to present a positive example of the nomadic, full-time RVing life, lest there come a day [when] there won't be room for naughty men like us to slip about at all.
(Captain Malcolm Reynolds, 'Serenity')
It's this movie that gave my coach her name. Miranda is a planet where its inhabitants died from being meddled with by their government. The name will remind me to rebel against conformity, to be true to myself, and to present a positive example of the nomadic, full-time RVing life, lest there come a day [when] there won't be room for naughty men like us to slip about at all.
Why I'm Doing This
"...we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, and playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by. The dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed.
Where, then, lies the answer? In choice.
Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?"
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"I don't want to come to the end of my life and realize I have lived someone else's version of it."
Where, then, lies the answer? In choice.
Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?"
and
"I don't want to come to the end of my life and realize I have lived someone else's version of it."
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I have visited all the coloured provinces.
States Left to Visit
I have visited, or been through, all the states that are coloured. West Virginia was my 25th state (not counting DC).
The past is so tangible, I know it by heart. Familiar things are never easy to discard. I was dying for some freedom, but now I hesitate to go, caught between the promise and the things I know.
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