This is day 3 of a year long trip through a WordPress prompt list.
If you could live a nomadic life, would you? Where would you go? How would you decide? What would life be like without a “home base”?
I do like the idea of a really long vacation, but I don’t know if my family could make the step to true nomadicism. I think it would be easy for me to go from unmoored to unhinged. There is a connection between physical and psychological routine. But if I was to take my two year old daughter and pregnant wife rogue (perfect life stages for dissolving security and stability), I have a few places I would like to hit.
Japan is number one. Having studied martial arts for ten years, loving samurai culture, and desiring for once to be able to avoid being height challenged in another manner from standing around with children, Japan makes the top of the list. I would like to learn the language first. I have traveled in Europe and Central America, but I have never entered the Eastern world. It piques my curiosity, and yes, I know that is no longer the time of feudal Japan and shoguns, but I always like to meet new and different people.
Ireland would also be on the list. I have been there before, and it is beautiful. Peat moss versus grass is like Darth Vader versus Jar-Jar Binks. If you lie down in grass, it is not particularly supportive of your body, and irritating itchiness will soon ensue. Peat moss is a ubiquitous pillow from God. You can climb high among the rocks and find a snug place to lie down in comfort in the middle of what appears to be raw nature. A great place to read, write, think, sleep, and possibly … you know.
Australia is pretty much the definition of a unique place. Many of the animals and plants there are found nowhere else. The sprawling Outback (not the restaurant) is a unique geographical feature and the Australian accent is really cool. I believe it would be a pleasant locale. I’m not sure if I could bring myself to go in the ocean. Despite the novelty, being killed by something you didn’t even know existed is still a real bummer.
To be fair, these are all really extended visit ideas, and I don’t know if they can be called nomadic notions. I think that my own mind is nomadic enough. It goes all sorts of places and doesn’t always inform me or ask permission, like an insolent teenager. I do like to get out, but Target works pretty well, much of the time. I think we’re going to go see Despicable Me 3, today. That’s pretty adventurous, right? I would love to visit those places, but I do not see the need to “wander the earth”.
If I ever truly crave nomadicism, I can just pick up a pencil or sit down at a keyboard. There are so many places to go. I thank God for being my “home base”. During the stretch of life here on this earth, my family and friends get to share a part of that unenviable moniker. As they say, it takes a village to raise an idiot. Something like that.