07.08.2011 22 °C
We flew back from Italy to Boston on August first. We are at the end of a long, wonderful seasonal journey through Europe. We didn't want it to end, but unfortunately, it had a three month expiration. So here we are, back in the USA, trying to remember how things work here, and trying to find our next true move forward.
We are back spending time with our families... a real treat after months of traveling without family support and often days or weeks without contact. Our days are still as wide open as they were when we were on the road. Where will we go tomorrow? Where will we stay next week? Our next plan is to go to Hawaii, from Lake Tahoe where we will be visiting my family. We have our flight from Sacramento to Honolulu in two weeks. That is our final plan.
I am definitely a bit wary of living month by month through the end of the year. Worried it will get long and exhausting bouncing from place to place, as it is not as filled with events and possibilities, dreams and culture, language and food, as our Europe journey has been. We are currently deciding: Kona, Waikoloa, or Honolulu for our landing spot in September. Trusting our instincts will be our best guide. I must admit I feel twinges of sadness when I see houses for sale that I like, or am in someone else's comfy home... and I realize this is an area that I miss out on, that I give up in order to have mobility and freedom. There is a comfort that comes from a home, that after you have been on the road for months or years you can begin to forget. When you experience it for an instant, those day to day rhythms, it can comfort you with nostalgia. The glimpse, for me, is not worth what I would have to trade in order to have the life of a home... I like the adventure, I like being able to go anywhere, anytime... at this point in my life, I am enjoying the challenge and freedom of living moment to moment. But seeing life on the other side can offer a fresh perspective.
Our path is still open-ended. We hope to find a nice place to land, for a while, until it is time again to go. That may be a few weeks, or a few months. Another adventure, another place to explore. But first, a little time with family. And some time to reflect, recuperate, renew. A pause before the next act.