Before reading this post, I recommend reading our previous post Nomads on Vacation.
No car, no home, no jewelry, no TV.
Without those things we were our happiest and freest self. We were enjoying life.
But then something went wrong when we decided to go on our nomads’ vacation, and temporarily stop traveling to re-enter the rat race.
We found ourselves sinking into the American Dream like a person sinking into quick sand. Slowly but surely we started to accumulate shit, and you and I both know possessions are one of the main things that tie people down.
We fell for the trap.
A month into our nomads’ vacation we found a home to live in for the next year and with any new home comes empty space that needs to be filled. So, like willing participants we went on a shopping frenzy spending hundreds of dollars at IKEA, Best Buy, and Target. Our days off were consumed with buying shit.
We were slowly filling up our temporary home like we were planning to make a life there. We even bought a car as it’s nearly impossible to get around Florida without one.
The savings we came with were slowly dwindling and before I knew it I found myself working a 9-5 cubicle job.
Looking back now, it’s actually kind of creepy how easy it was for us to slip back into this mediocre life that people called living. You know the life – getting up every day and going through the motions, not doing a single thing for yourself because everything you do is for the sake of money, status, legacy and an uncertain future.
But eventually we woke up and asked ourselves, what the fuck are we doing? We had to get out of this trance that we were in and get back to our way of life.
So, we stopped buying shit for the house. Instead we worked on growing our travel savings and figuring out what our travel plans would be once our one year lease was up.
But the longer we stayed in Florida the more we felt trapped, enslaved, and free-less. Our urge to travel grew, as we yearned for the life we left behind.
We missed the freedom, the street food, the people, and the traveling. We needed to get out.
This life, this pursuit of the American Dream isn’t for us. Matter of fact, fuck the UNIVERSAL dream of wanting ultimate wealth and status.
We need the Nomad’s life of constant learning, freedom, happiness and reaching our highest self. That’s why we bought a one way ticket to Guatemala, where we plan to stay until we head to Thailand in February.
It’s official, our Nomads’ Vacation has ended and once again we sold all our shit, quit our jobs, and packed our bags.
Oh and did I mention that we are on the plane heading for Guatemala RIGHT NOW!?
So, good riddance America Dream, it was nice falling for you, but we are leaving! Our affair with the road is over. We are getting hitched to this nomad life and have no plans on cheating on her!