Well, we’ve officially been on the road for one month. And, although we are still just winging it route-wise, there are some RV life goals we are working toward while we are getting lost out on the road. Now these aren’t your typical, “see every National Park” or “eat french fries in every state” goals. These are things that we feel will have a direct impact on our happiness. We’ve wanted to do these for a while, but never felt like we had the time. Well… now we have no excuse!
When we decided to become location independent, we had a lot of talks about where we would go once we hit the road. It is almost too easy to make a giant list of places to see and a plan to check them off as soon as possible. But then we realized that this isn’t a vacation. This is our new lifestyle. After years of rushing around on short trips, we would finally have time to REALLY see and enjoy the places we visit. It would be a waste not to take advantage of that. So, we decided to embrace the idea of slow travel.
Have you ever been infected by an idea? It enters your brain and won’t die no matter how much you try to smother it with other thoughts. A lot of people say they get bit by the travel bug and can’t stop thinking about their desire to see new places. Experiencing van life in Iceland during our two-week road trip definitely gave us a wicked case of wanderlust. But we caught something much more life changing: The Freedom Flu.
Sometimes we all just need a little validation, encouragement or advice. And although our loved ones often try, if they aren’t in the same situation it is hard for them to relate. Which is why finding a community of like-minded individuals is so important for success … and mental health. We learned the importance of this first hand at the RVE Summit (a gathering of current or wannabe full-time RVers who are also entrepreneurs or digital nomads).
Moving away from your loved ones to blaze your own path can feel like the most selfish thing in the world. Not getting to see my nephew grow up has been especially hard for me. I tear up often thinking of how much I’ve missed out on since I moved away four years ago – especially around his birthday. I’ve wondered if my desire – my need – to leave my home town for a place of my own makes me a selfish jerk. But, what I’ve come to realize – and what I have to tell myself at times – is that it is quite the opposite. If you struggle with this too, or maybe you are considering never leaving because the guilt would be too much, here are three reasons why you are not selfish for moving away: