Hi there! Thanks for stopping by. I’m Becky and I am the wanderer behind this blog.
I first started wandering when I was fairly young, around 10 or 11 I think, when my extended family did a big reunion trip to one of the islands in the Bahamas. Although the memories of that trip are pretty fuzzy, I do remember riding around in golf carts with my cousins and being pretty stoked on the whole experience. From then on was hooked on the whole travel thing. After that trip, my parents made the smart (and generous) decision to take my brother and I on yearly two week vacations to places to like Switzerland, Belize, Banff, Mexico, and Costa Rica. Each trip just made me want to travel see the world even more. I spent the first half of my high school senior year as an exchange student in New Zealand and then two full semesters in Kenya during my junior year in college. After graduation, I bought a one-way ticket to Hawaii and I’ve been going strong ever since.
Aside from four years spent in Seattle getting my masters degree, I’ve pretty much called myself a nomad.
You probably have a few questions about how this works for me, so let’s break it down:
I don’t have a trust fund nor did I slave away at a high-paying job for 10 years in order to live off of savings. My primary source of income is working as a wellness specialist (think massage therapist/outdoor guide) on a fleet of small National Geographic cruise ships. I first started working on the ships in 2008 (after the one-way ticket to Hawaii) and continued all the way up until 2012 when I decided to pursue a graduate degree in nutrition. That career path failed to materialize, so now I’m back on board living the nomadic ship life again. I spend a good portion of the year in Alaska (summer), the Pacific Northwest (fall), and Costa Rica, Panama, and Baja (winter). In between contracts on the ship I go where I please.
Travel! When I’m not working on the ships, I like to:
– housesit for extended periods of time so that I can really get to know a place
– plan and execute outdoor adventure trips like backpacking and camping
– road trip, preferably with my mountain bike
– visit friends and family or have them visit me
– get lost in foreign cities
I’ve thought a great deal about this question and the best answer I’ve been able to come up with is: because I can’t not travel. Staying in one place for too long leaves me feeling restless, anxious, and trapped. I crave change and I crave movement. I love to explore, to meet new people, to push my boundaries and get out of my comfort zone. The thought of buying a house terrifies me.
365 days of the year. About half to two-thirds of that time is spent on the ships and the rest is spent wandering the world.
Anywhere! The novel thing about being a nomad is that I can virtually go anywhere in the world based on interests, budget, or time availability. I’ve spent quite a bit of time in Southeast Asia (it’s cheap) and Central America (due to time-constraints between ship contracts) but I’d like to be a bit more intentional in the future about choosing places based on interests rather than convenience. For example, learning Spanish in Mexico and mountain biking in Moab.
So how does all this sound to you? Too good to be true? In many ways it is – a life of open roads, wild adventures, and few belongings. But like any chosen path, nomadism has its definite pros and cons. Learning how to cook traditional Laotian food in Luang Prabang is fabulous; a 50-hour travel marathon from Bali to Panama is not.
My hope with this blog is to share some of those pros and cons and inspire others out there – particularly women – to build a nomadic life that she craves. It is possible!
Thanks for stopping by 🙂