How did I end up here? A series of decisions and processes have ended up with me living in a van, travelling, climbing and having the best time of my life, for the most part. Outside of the most part is covered in these ‘reality posts’, however I wrote that these would cover the good, the bad and the ugly, so here is one for the good!
I actually wrote this many months ago, I never posted it then, as we had only lived in the van for a month or so, and I did not want to preemptively publish it whilst I was still in the honeymoon phase of the trip. As it happens, my emotional happiness within this lifestyle has only grown, and continues to develop as each day goes by. The simplicity of life, the smaller carbon footprint, the ability to live in a 2×5 metre box and be happier than when we had 10x the space. The lack of a job to wear down the mind, body and senses and open up the opportunity to explore what is really important to me; the outdoors, adventure, fitness, health, people and one I never saw coming, sustainability, although I might get into that one in another post.
A Good place to be
I have often dreamt of living the outdoor life full time, from dreams of cycling around the world, walking a never ending trail or just stepping out of my door and turning left or right with no plan or destination. I have been fortunate enough to set out on many adventures and I’m in another adventure in the making. I’m sure nothing I ever do will be remembered nor recorded, but it’s these experiences that have shaped me and brought a certainty of contentment in life.
This has not always been the case, for years I have been one of the many, searching for an existence in a society that is so broken and false. I have worked for half of my life, at times pushing an eighty hour week, for a forty hour pay check, as I tried my hardest to do the best job possible. I have been stressed to breaking point by management, tired beyond the ability to function correctly and I admit that much of this time, life was wrapped in a shrouded depression. I felt like an animal, trapped in a cage built by society and unable to escape.
I and most others simply conform to these notions, and many are blinded to the fact that this really exists. I know there are those who are happy in their ‘cages’, happy with the safety and security that this provides. However for me it has always been stifling, an asphyxiation of my true self.
I’m sure that many people reading this will feel they have the qualification to judge me, and please do. This could be viewed as preachy, hypocritical or narrow minded? Whatever the viewpoint, it is difficult to judge unless you have been here, done this and well, been me. This is how I truly feel. I have been living this life for some months now and I hope to live my life like this for the foreseeable future. I can see that my whole way of life is dependant on the pursuit of adventure and striving to achieve my maximum from all these endeavours. All of my hopes and aspirations have become linked with this objective and I’m content in knowing that I want this kind of life.
Seriously, for the first time in my life I feel like I’m where I am supposed to be, I don’t feel like I’m missing out and watching life pass me by. I am content for the first time ever, and you know what? It’s a good place to be!
“I’m going to live this life for some time to come. The freedom and simple beauty of it is just too good to pass up!”
Alexander Supertramp (Chris McCanandless)