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Jorge Sosa  Rambunctious Sword.

http://www.thebearandthemaidenfair.com/vanlife-things/2017/5/19/week-4-the-art-of-the-graze

"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.”

Tourist AF — special shout out to Kathryn's $18.00 Op Shop outfit...imma steal that kilt. #thisisthelastHobbitonpicturefornow

I've accepted an apprenticeship with the resident wood carver in Hobbiton — I'll be staying here until I can successfully craft my own circular door.

On my way to New Zealand like...

Bali was an odd experience for me and I'm having a difficult time processing it. Zero posts in over a month should indicate as much — I've rewritten this caption several times and I just can't find the right words to capture this paradise lost. I felt it would be disingenuous to post countless images like the one above with the never not there pollution conveniently cropped or angled out of the shot. As much as I would like to write in the moment, I'm just not capable of it and maybe that's a necessary part of my creative process. Years from now I'll remember this particular sunset on the shore of Gili Air — admiring the beauty of Bali from a distance — in awe of the way the clouds danced around the mountain peak as we made our canvas tote heavy with the weight of human indifference.

Our time in Australia is up — we, with heavy hearts, sold @alittlegreenvan to two eager travelers seeking their own adventures. And as for us, we're jumping into the next adventure like...

It took us 356 days, almost the full length of our original visas, before arriving at Sydney — and that was for fewer than 24 hours while we showed @alittlegreenvan to potential new owners. We drove by the Opera House and momentarily stopped at a roundabout to get this shot before hightailing it 2.5k kms to Cairns to learn how to scuba dive. We're certified adventure divers now and have made it back to Sydney — anyone have any recommendations for us? We're running out of antipodean time...

I'd like to thank everyone for the birthday love. Here's a silly poem I wrote last year on my birthday — jet lagged and dealing with the relativity of time and the ways in which social constructs shape how we perceive it. One day, I'll reclaim that lost day of a one-way flight...

I spent my birthday in Byron Bay — preparing for the next part of the journey, this primarily entailed deciding what to donate, what to send home, and what to keep in our packs. The Hare Krishna mantra, chanted by three advocates, drowned out the sound of surf boards being secured to roof racks and the unintelligible screams of tourists as they disembarked, every half an hour or so, at the Greyhound bus stop. The rhythm followed us well after the devotees had strapped their instruments to their backs and ceased singing; it lent itself as the barely perceivable soundtrack to the rest of the day's adventure — and what a day it was...

It's been over a year — leaving our families, our friends, our various places of employment, our considerable comfort, the home we patched together for ourselves from all the full & broken experiences of our lives — It's been over a year since embarking on the slippery slope of adventure and while we've lost our footing from time to time, we continue to place one foot in front of the other...at times, we move forward while looking ahead, propel into the unknown with the strained neck of looking back, and, as it should be, we sometimes focus on the ground beneath — knowing that the beauty we seek will still be there upon arrival.

A year ago today, I left home and embarked on a road trip towards a one way flight to Australia and the unknown. The journey has yet to reveal a passage back home, but I know I could not have come this far without the love and support of those left behind.

...because nothing screams I'm celebrating the 4th of July louder than eating a burger called 'Yank Tank' in the midst of a Tasmanian winter, with a side of chips (not French nor freedom fries), and a three dollar Dr. Pepper (imported from the UK). From a distance and at certain moments, America's unfinished symphony has sounded cacophonous to my outsider ears and in turn, just as melodious as ever. America, God bless you if it's good to you...

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