Always Take the Trip

This is it.  Game on.  We’re on the road for the adventure of a lifetime.  Our family motto is to "Always take the trip," so Jeremy and I will be traveling the United States for the next year in our motorhome along with our four-legged travel companions Rosey and Ramble.

Jeremy and Granddaddy Don in the Winnebago Chieftain.

Jeremy and Granddaddy Don in the Winnebago Chieftain.

Jeremy grew up vacationing on the road. In fact, he and his sister used to often hear a horn honk in the parking lot of their elementary school in the middle of a Friday, excuse themselves, hop up into his grandparents' (Millie and Don) Winnebago Chieftain and go off for a long weekend adventure.

The Tarans, pre-flight to Hawaii.

The Tarans, pre-flight to Hawaii.

I grew up vacationing in the air. My first time in a motorhome, at 24 years old, was when Jeremy's family - grandma Millie, mom Deb and aunt Sandy - took us on a 1,000+ mile trip one way (!) from Southern Illinois to Estest Park, CO. I was so excited with being on the motorhome that I volunteered to fold up my 5'9" frame into the tiny dinette-turned-sleeper. I was hooked.

Jeremy and Alexandra in the Rocky Mountains.

Jeremy and Alexandra in the Rocky Mountains.

A few years ago, we started exploring the idea of a new adventure.  We would joke "Let's do it. Let's sell it all, move into a motorhome and just go." But we’d laugh and move on. This year, we started to take the idea seriously.  We changed our thinking from “if we can” to “how can we” make this dream a reality.

Jeremy and I had several motivations to give the fulltime RV lifestyle a shot. I loved our house in East Nashville.  However, we soon realized that despite spending the majority of time in only a few rooms of the house, we were filling all the rooms with stuff, stuff and more stuff. The attachment to things was becoming overwhelming.  It was time to downsize.

Jeremy thrives on change.  His background in creating had shifted to consuming, and his thirst for getting out there and stretching himself, stimulating his brain and experiencing new things kept calling him to his next adventure.

We both come from backgrounds of service, and our daily routines were just not providing the same drive to do great things in this world we shared.

It was time for a change.  We decided to roll the dice and see how it would all play out. We found a real estate agent who was right with us on vision, pricing and timing (shout out to Wendy), and in a few short weeks we sold our house and everything in it that wouldn't fit in our new home on wheels.

Our East Nashville home.

Our East Nashville home.

It's been thirty days since we closed on our home, and here we are. Two weeks of honest-to-god, full-time RV living under our belt, faces pointed towards the northeast corner of the United States, and bellies ready to dine on some fresh Maine lobster to kick off our journey.

We’ll be sharing our adventures here - how we manage life on the road (particularly with dogs!), where we stay, what we see, what we eat, and how vagabonding impacts our personal journeys.  We’d love it if you would follow us on our travels and join in our virtual conversations.

See you out there.