Long Term Travel: A Day in the Life of a Travel Couple
It’s been almost 2 months since we put our belongings in storage, said goodbye to steady paychecks and friends, and embarked on our year long extended honeymoon. Before this trip, the longest either of us had traveled anywhere was 2 weeks. True to form, around the 2 week mark is when both of us started to feel like we were ready to go home. We were tired, we wanted a couch, we wanted not-our-cat to come cuddle with us, we missed our friends and family. But we couldn’t go home. Home doesn’t exist anymore. Not-our-cat is probably bunking up with some other cozy laps (he’s kind of an asshole) and we sold our couch on Craigslist. So, we soldiered on. Once we made it over the 2-week hump, we started to settle into a kind of routine – or at least, things started to feel less horribly foreign to us as time went on. We’ve gotten a lot of interested questions and surprised reactions from friends and family when we describe our lifestyle nowadays – mostl...