I’ve gotten a little bogged down mentally with being behind on this blog. I’ve found that if I don’t write about an event or trip soon after it happens, I lose the human experience aspect of writing about it. I have no interest in writing about where I went or what I did. That bores me to tears. But the human experience, I’m fascinated by the human experiences I have.
But, I forget the experience that I’ve had as a human as time passes, or at least I become less motivated or inclined to share it, so as something fades farther and farther into the rearview, it becomes harder and harder for me to write about it, at least in a manner that’s interesting to me.
So. All that to say that I’m declaring blog bankruptcy (more for myself than anyone else) for everything that’s happened since getting to Moab in October to now and starting fresh today. Declaring it publicly, blog-icly, makes me feel better about it.
Why today? Something very exciting happened yesterday.
We bought a 13 foot fiberglass trailer. Meet The Tumbleweed. Or Scampy.
We’re planning on moving into it full-time sometime in January once the holidays are over. From there…the horizon is limitless.
I’ve been talking about moving into a trailer since my friends Bama and Tanesha bought a 32 footer to live in in Portland. (He gave an AMAZING interview here, go read it. Seriously.)
This idea was further cemented when watching 23-Feet, a documentary on traveling the west in a 23-foot Airstream, on an outdoor screen at Absolute Bikes in Salida in the spring of 2011, which funnily enough, is the first time Scott and I really hung out, back in previous lives. I pointed to the Airstream, which they had on-site for the film and said, ‘That. I want that.’ speaking more about the simple, minimalistic lifestyle rather than the Airstream. (Though it’s still on the life list to live in a Airstream someday)
Whenever Kacey Musgraves’ song My House came on the shuffle, I’d turn it up and sing along.
Who needs a house upon a hill
When you can have one on four wheels?
And take it anywhere the wind might blow
Anyhow. After months of talking about it and hemming and hawing about the pluses and minuses of trailer life, we found a trailer that had all of the features we wanted, was in Arizona, was light enough to be towed by the van, and was within our price range.
After looking at it, we went to a cafe in Bisbee to talk it over.
We concluded that we weren’t really making a decision on whether to buy that particular trailer or not, but if we wanted to take a stab at trailer life at all, because really, the little trailer was pretty close to perfect for our needs.
After years of looking at trailers around the west and wondering what it would be like to have one, we decided that the only way to know was to try it ourselves.
Our friend Lee helped us tow it home yesterday. Today, we transferred the title and got plates.
As I always say, Something is going to happen.