We’ve never met many full-timers in our travels. Perhaps it’s because I’m a bit of a recluse. Or just that I have very few (but incredibly close when I do) friends.
The Barenaked Family are the closest thing we’ve found to kindred spirits. They were doing this traveling thing well before the Internet made it easy, back when migratory work meant less WiFi and more part time jobs at a farm, hotel, whatever.
They’re beautiful people and have made me a better man for knowing them. Still, I’m looking forward to a few rendezvous we’ve got planned over the next few months with fellow young and on the road types.
We could use some kindred in our spirits.