We knew from day one that we wanted to go vintage, even if it meant more work initially and likely all down the line. Thus, when we decided we would transition our home on the road from an old Volkswagen Bus to an Airstream, the idea of going new never crossed my mind. Every pair of shoes worn until holes grow in the soles, a single pair of blue jeans at any given time to live out a similar fate. A flask someone had given to my own dad when he was a younger man still bears his initials every time I sip whiskey from it ’round a campsite fire atop some lonely mountain after a long day hiking. A belt I’ve owned for several years with a belt buckle once worn by my late grandfather in the Pennsylvania coal mines. The older they get, the more I bond with them. Possessions in general have become something I choose to want to own as few of as possible, the ones I do then holding immense value to me. It’s not that it isn’t appreciated, or that I can’t see the good natured intent behind it all they are simply being generous people who want to spoil the children they see all too rarely given our mobile lifestyle.īut the entire process, along with constant travel and a deep, abiding dislike for moving day, has given me the ability to personally own nothing more than I could live out of a suitcase with. With each new visit from one of four sets of their immediate ancestors comes box after box of Matchbox cars, GI Joes, Legos, train sets, and various other less memorable items. Sometimes I think that their grandparents are single handedly supporting the Chinese plastic toy industry.
I’ve been downsizing my life ever since, and always all the more as I accumulate more and more rug rats. Travel Writers WantedĬan you string a few syllables together? Want to get paid to write great stories about living on the road? Pitch Us Your Idea When it was just my son and I living alone in a house, I imagined a single tall room with hammocks serving as beds strung up above a common living space that could accommodate everything that was important to us at that time: namely, eating, Legos and playing Mario Kart. As far back as I can remember caring about such things, I’ve fantasized about living small.
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