On the road again..

I don’t think I can ever affirm it enough, but traveling is a part of my life that will always be who I am. I love seeing different parts of the world, from the major well-known sights, to middle of nowhere nooks that are probably only interesting to me. I love going places I’ve never gone before, and I also love the fact that I have complete paths across the country memorized.

Growing up, I was fascinated with eras of hitchhiking. From Jack Kerouac’s views of the 40s, to the hippie-esque 60s. And I’ve always dreamed of just starting to walk down the highway, riding in cars and on trains and never really ending up anywhere, just to see what I could see. Nowdays, it’s not as safe as it once was, so now I just dream of making enough extra money to hop in my car and just drive. Pick a road, then another one, no maps involved, get lost on purpose, and remind myself that exploration and discovery are such amazing parts of life.

While I do lots of adventuring on my own, I can’t always afford it.. time-wise, money-wise, and my poor car that’s approaching the 214,000 mile mark probably can’t take much more. Fortunately, I mean EXTREMELY fortunately, for the last few years, I’ve been able to find jobs that keep me on the road. Working for bands and getting to tour with them is like a dream within a dream. It’s something I’ve always loved, and every time I get to go out with a band, it’s like winning the lottery. A love/hate thing sometimes for sure, but that could (and probably will be) a whole new blog in its own. It is a lot of work, certain conditions are hardly ever even near-ideal, and it can take a toll on you being away from things and people you love.

But regardless of the hardships, being “on the move” as often as I can is going to be my goal in life. Or at least for this part of my life. These last few days have been amazing. I’m out enjoying parts of the country I’ve never been to before, but always heard about and dreamed of seeing. (The first view of New York City definitely has a magic to it that I haven’t felt in any other place I’ve been..) While I wish I wasn’t always working so I’d have more time to experience things, I get just enough of a taste to satisfy my need to travel, and just enough of an aftertaste to keep me ready to come back for more..