The Open Road is an iconic image.
Watery waves of heat rising off the blacktop, wheels purring as they rush over asphalt. The ever-changing picture show rolling by outside: the motley greens of a forest, the pastel brushstrokes of a desert, the sharp lines of a mountain, the open blue sky over a canyon. The windows rolled down, the radio turned up, and all the world before you, accessible from the endless miles of connecting roadways that weave and curve and loop their way across the land.
The road has always called to me. Now, I’m going to answer it. I’m selling most of my things, packing up, building a tiny home into the back of a cargo van, and taking off. Every step of the way should be an adventure, from buying the van to finally, one day, saying goodbye to it.
You can read about it all here, starting with buying the van and converting it into a tiny home, a process which will take months. When it’s finished, hopefully in mid-June, I plan to take it to every one of the 48 continental United States, stopping at each capital city, national park, any major sites or cities, and anywhere else that catches my eye. Along the way I want to dip into Canada, getting to know the northern neighbor a little better and possibly even driving straight through to Alaska. Once I’ve finished with North America, I hope to head south, and take the van through Central and South America.
After that… well, it’s a big world.