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There and Back Again, Part 1: Home
Two days in and this week has all the makings of home. Driving through neighborhoods, picking up this and that at Target, grabbing a Chai Tea Latte at local coffee shops, having drinks and meals with...
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There and Back Again, Part 3: The Quest for Home Continues
Do you ever get the feeling that maybe the story you’re intent on telling, isn’t quite the story life plans on telling for you? To put it in travel terms, maybe you want to take the interstate, but the...
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What Exactly is Home Anymore?
While the rest of the passengers pause as they come out of the jetway at Atlanta International Airport to get their bearings straight, I only pause to take a big sigh of relief and continue on to the...
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A Deeper Love for Home Because of Travel
“This is normal”, grinned my seatmate, as I hit the back of my head against the seat, let out a big sigh, and got up to exit the train. If this was normal, I’d hate to see what abnormal was. Tripping...
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Falling in Love…with the Journey to a Place Called Home – Part 2
I pulled the heavily-laded SUV to the end of the driveway and paused momentarily, looking through the rearview mirror at the ranch-style house sitting behind me. I sighed, as my eyes welled up, and a...
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Travel as a Means to Finding a Home
It was three years ago this month that both my best trip and best decision to date saw its final moments on a beach in Costa Rica. Seven months prior, in my “home” of the Carolinas, following several...
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Winners Sometimes Quit and Quitters Sometimes Win
I sat on a bench in Savannah’s Ellis Square, rubbing my forehead with my hand (as I often do when I’m nervous or stressed), as I held the phone up to my ear with my other hand while my mom gave me one...
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What I’ve Learned From Both Living Nomadically and Discovering Home
My first trip to Los Angles was when I was 11. It’s one of the most vivid trips from my childhood. Part of it I can remember as if it was yesterday, like breakfast (and the subsequent conversation with...
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Reflections on a Life of Travel and Retiring The Traveling Philosopher Blog
I’m not going to beat around the bush; this is the last post here on The Traveling Philosopher. And by some definitions, therefore my last blog post as a travel blogger. It was four years ago that I...
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Discovery and Finding Home in Unlikely Places
Three months ago this past week, I ripped up the roots I had made in L.A., and went off-route, moving to Reno. Yes, that one, Reno, Nevada. The Reno that to some is perhaps the red-headed stepchild to...
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