Snapshots: Every Day is Different when you Travel
Traveling like we do, living on the road, every day is different. Individual and unique. You never know where you’ll end up by the end of the day. That’s what make every single day an adventure.
Emma is a writer, traveler, and teacher. She co-runs this blog and is currently traveling in her VW Bus “Big Emma” from Alaska to Argentina. She loves everything colorful and occasionally licks a rock. She doesn’t believe in mustard.
Traveling like we do, living on the road, every day is different. Individual and unique. You never know where you’ll end up by the end of the day. That’s what make every single day an adventure.
I spent my college years studying to become a teacher. Now, my studies are radically different, revolving around engines, mileage, and car parts.
What is this blogging thing all about? What motivates us to blog during our travels? How did we get into blogging in the first place? Simply put: we love writing. But there is a lot more to it than just that.
Giving and sharing is a common theme in the vanlife community, a spirit that we felt with special intensity at a recent vanlife-gathering: Descend on Bend.
Big Emma’s wheels spray water around as she rolls into downtown. Over mountains and through valleys we have traveled, watching the scenery change and the fog coming in. Through the misty slopes finally peeks the ocean, the inlets north of Vancouver. Big Emma shines her headlights, wide-eyed in the oncoming evening, wondering what to expect of it all.
Why did we decide to drive the Panamerican Highway? What motivated us to take on the monumental roadtrip that would take us years to complete and push us to and beyond the edges of our comfort zone? And what made us decide that driving from North to South America was the right road to do it on?
As you miss the fellowship of those back home, your fellow vanlifers become an important ingredient to life on the road.
We turned down through Canada, as fall overtook the world. The dark greens are sprinkled…
The Northern Lights are dancing across the sky. Leaving the far north took away the…
When I woke up in the middle of the night to Sven saying “Emma, there…