So a couple of years ago I decided to travel Canada on a budget of 1000 dollars. I got into my Honda Civic with way more gear then I needed and began to make my way east, as far east as I could go in North America. When I hit Cape Spear, Newfoundland, I swung around and began to head west.
After 10 weeks and over 15 thousand kilometers, I spent my last $20 getting to Tofino, on Vancouver island. It was a journey of friendship, kindness, charity and clarity that redeveloped the way I see the world. The world portrayed in the media and particularly the news, was not the one I had the pleasure of exploring. People opened their hearts and their homes and even their wallets to make my One Grand Adventure a reality. To all of you fine humans, I thank you from the bottom of my heart..
you can enjoy the Journey here:
Well, my next endeavor is to explore living in a camper for one entire year. It's an eight foot camper, that sits on the back of a truck. I can attach and detach it which means it can be left stationary for brief interludes. In a world where so many have so much more then they need, it makes perfectly logical sense. Of course I don't have kids, I am single and am comfortable without a bunch of stuff. So in essence it's not too hard.
I am hyper aware of the resources I have, and use pretty much everything I own on a regular basis. I have to outsource for laundry and the odd shower, but the unit has a bathroom and kitchen. There is an outdoor shower, with hot water heated via propane. I'll get more into what specs the camper has in my next posts..
Why the hell am I doing this you ask?
I think the trend to living small is catching on as many of us in the western world realize what a waste of our lives it is to own large homes that cost a lot to power, heat and maintain. Not to mention the time and energy required for cleaning and upkeep. How many rooms get used fully? How much space is designated for stuff that no longer has purpose? Space is a luxury on a planet where entire generations of families in many countries live in one room structures that most of us in the western world wouldn't let our pets live in.
And selfishly this is a creative project to just keep writing, and journeying in my world of written word.
Does this space cushion bring us more happiness or peace of mind? Or does it push us further away from each other in a world where it seems we are increasingly facing more isolation because of the impacts of the digital world. Is the Ikea nesting instinct in full effect? I am going to try and find out.