“The journey itself is my home.”
Last week while we were camping in cappadocia we ran into a French family (with children aged 4, 7, and 9) traveling through Europe in their campervan for the year. They invited us for dinner in their cozy abode one night, and while we ate delicious fish, rice, and ratatouille, I interview them about why they have chosen to take a year off, and how it works.
“There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million.”
The most inspiring travelers are not the ones who break records, or go the fastest, but rather the ones who continue to travel as a family once they have children. I (virtually) ran into my first cycling family three years ago while I was doing research for a paper I was writing about “road schooling,” and quickly fell in love. Here was a family with twin eleven year old boys who had decided that their boy’s middle school years would better be spent cycling from Alaska to Argentina, and boy were they right.
The Wandering Nomads 