stories from a nomadic couple
Hi there. This is Trinity. I’m one-half of 43BlueDoors, and resident (so to speak) editor, proof-reader and occasional writer. Bonnie, the other half of 43BlueDoors, chief writer, editor-in-chief, and essentially my chief person, is taking a break from writing this week. Requisite Update We are still working with the Dunamis Foundation working on odd jobs... Continue Reading →
This may be a strange topic for a nomad. Given the traveling lifestyle we have adopted, the fact that freedom is something I truly cherish should be of no surprise. There are so many things that can enslave us: dictators, debt, false beliefs or even marriage. I have spent years cutting one chain at a... Continue Reading →
October 4th, 2017 marks one year on the road for us! Before leaving the USA we researched and read many blogs to see what this venture would cost us. We wanted to be prepared. It can be hard to gauge, but we started out with a goal of spending an average of $50 or less a day... Continue Reading →
Colombia is twice the size of Texas. Within its borders one can find Caribbean beaches, hot deserts, a modern city of eternal spring, snowcapped mountains, rain and cloud forests, the tallest wax palms in the world and much more. On top of that it is very inexpensive. "Isn't it dangerous in Colombia?" is the first... Continue Reading →
I was scared, I was really scared. I never wanted to be the novice hiker that needed to be rescued. I then wondered, do they even do that here in Ecuador? I was standing on a slanted ledge looking up at the wall in front of me that I needed to scale. Below me were... Continue Reading →
As we teetered across a cable suspension bridge with missing boards and rotten connections between our feet, I held onto the cable rail and felt giddy with excitement. I had been looking forward to this hike for months now. We followed a trail leading us past verdant farmlands and beautiful foliage next to... Continue Reading →
We all took one on the palm of our hands, looking at it like it was an alien curiosity. These ants were huge. We popped them into our mouths as if we were taking tequila shots. ...After about 20 minutes of flying my pilot said, "Ok we are going down now to land." We continued to ascend. After a few minutes my pilot said, "Um, we are still going up." I laughed and said, "I see that." We were in a strong updraft.
Passengers simply hung onto the outside of the truck. . . Just as I lifted my light to see up into the cave I screamed.
As a child I dreamed of building my own dwelling in the woods and living alone, self-sufficient off the land. I like people, I really do. I love a good party and I revel in great conversations, but a part of me longs to be secluded. I love my alone time. Does that make me... Continue Reading →
