It is a trite in the world of travelers to miss having a community. We can feel quite lonely, craving dinners with friends and heart to heart conversations. I thought it was the trade-off for being nomadic. But a great encounter showed me I was wrong! While camping at Seaside, OR, we met not one, but 5 amazing families! We jumped right into the real conversations and I felt I could be vulnerable with them because they totally were getting me and my reality. Those people were speaking my language: unschooling, making kombucha on the road, photography woes, traveling with your Vitamix, needle felting, inner journey, food intolerances. It was love at first sight!
I have found my tribe. A village on the road.