One thing I love being on the road is that you learn everyday.
Well Seth, we always learn everyday.
Do we really? I mean sure, we can easily look up stuff online or watch a cooking show, but the learning I’m talking about is more primal, hands on, and constant.
It’s hard to describe unless you’ve been on the road by yourself, but I’ll give it my best shot.
I learned at the beginning what I thought I needed in my pack, I really didn’t.
I learned early on what it’s like to feel homeless by never knowing where I was going to sleep next.
I learned where everything in my backpack was and modified it to be able to get at what I needed the quickest.
I learned how to put up a hammock with some new knots.
I learned to ration my food and water on long treks.
I learned to look for hiding places where I can bed down at night.
I learned that decent free wi-fi on the road is hard to find (especially on islands).
I learned that most people are generally good. I’m not trying to sound corny here, but anyone who needs their faith in humanity restored should travel. I have seen more generosity, more kindness, and more smiles in a week on the road than I have in years of my old style of life.
One other thing too, I’m never afraid. Most people would be scared waking up in new unknown places. I go to sleep and sometimes actually feel I’m in my bed back in Maryland.
When I wake up, I’m not worried about my surroundings. I know what I have to do and that’s keep moving forward, keep learning, and that no matter what happens, God has my back.
Forever your friend,