Clark and I were talking about traveling for an extended period of time. It’s something we do everyday. We talk about it at breakfast. At lunch. At dinner. And when we’ve put the kids to bed for the night. We talk about travel, and extended family travel, INCESSANTLY. If you have been following this blog very long you know that we are making the transition to a family travel lifestyle.
We are trying to create passive income or at least income that isn’t location contingent so that we can travel. We aren’t taking the “saving then travel” route but instead trying to actually work while traveling. So in a few years we could be on a perpetual travel plan if we want.
We have been talking about a routine in our life where we travel for a year or so then are home for a few years. By home I mean having a house and taking trips from that base instead of being gypsies traveling the world. I am very comfortable with this scenario. In fact I love it. Our kids are still young and we plan on homeschooling so for the next 10 years or so we could have a lot of travel and adventure in our lives.
As we were talking the thought occurred to me, a question really…how long could I go for? I know there are families out there who have been traveling for years (Insert them here), but could I really do that? What about my extended family? What about my friendships? What about my community?
I know that through the internet we have built an awesome new community of friends who we have never met. These people have more in common with us than many of our traditional friends. We could travel around and visit many of our good friends and family. Maybe it is just an unknown. I haven’t lived that life so it is hard to imagine maintaining relationships strictly via email, Skype and Twitter & Facebook. Maybe it would be fine and the relationships would be rich.
But honestly there is a tinge in my heart when I think about the travel lifestyle. Our current plan allows me to still have traditional friends, be a significant part of our community and church–at least for a time. It seems perfect. I love our community of friends in Tahoe and Santa Barbara. I love our church and find myself drawn to dig in and become a force for good here. But I am hesitant….torn.
For Clark I am sure he would be fine traveling for 10 years. Popping into see old friends and new ones. Meeting people on the trail and keeping in touch with them as we traveled on. Maybe it is a male/female issue. Maybe I need to be sitting with my friends over a cup of tea to feel really connected to them. Maybe men can feel close without being close.
I just want to be intentional about where our journey is taking us. I want to have a plan and go down that path with all my heart, but my heart is torn between two opposing things at the moment. Stay and go. The good thing is that I don’t have to make that decision right now, but I think about it a lot. Do you?
- What role does the larger community play in the individual’s life?
- How are friendships maintained and which ones are worth working on?
- How do you make your life valuable and meaningful if you don’t belong to a physical community?
- Maybe these aren’t questions just for the traveler. Maybe they are for all of us and I am just starting to wrestle with them.
- So could you travel for 10 years? Could you check out and chase adventure? (I am not talking about being on vacation all the time, but working while traveling.) What would the trade-off be? Is it worth it?
- What about our kids and their relationships?
I don’t know the answers yet, but think the practice of thinking about the questions is valuable.
What are your thoughts?