I got to thinking the other day about how I would describe my life as succinctly as possible to someone that's not a full-timer, or even an RV'er, and the first thing that popped into my mind, and I mean that literally because I can go for days without anything popping into my mind, is that my current life is a journey with no destination.
When I think about it my full time life has a lot of stopovers but no real destination. I stop over in Ajo, I stop over in Quartzsite, I stop over in Denver, and sometimes I even stop over in Texas, which is a whole nother country. But none of them are the end of my travels there just places I stay for a night, a week, or a month. They're not an end to my journey just a nights rest, doing some laundry, or touching base with my family. A brief break from my endless travels to refresh myself before I hit the road again.
Some people that do what I do are searching for something, maybe a new place to settle down that's better than the old place. Maybe they take short vacations in their RV or visit friends and family for some length of time before they turn around and head home again. Or often their Snowbirds, that have a summer and winter place to park their RV and their traveling is simply going from one home to the other. But for me it's different.
I wasn't searching for anything, and after about five years of full timing I have no desire to come off the road, and I can't think of another way I'd rather live my life. But it looks to me like maybe I HAVE found something that I wasn't even looking for when I first started my endless trip. And it turned out to be more than just a new way to live my life, it became a journey with no destination, but not without a purpose.
Its purpose ended up being freedom, and my early decisions to be able to not only stay in RV parks if I wanted to, but be able to boondock for long periods of time ended up being the way to achieve that freedom. I didn't realize it at the time, I'm not that smart, but all along it was the freedom that mattered, never the destination, and the RV parks, and the boondocking are just places to sleep while I'm on the endless journey that allows me to be free.
A picture I took of the moon the other night. The old thing looks kind of beat up, and even looks like some redneck's been taking pot shots at it.