In November of 2015, after selling our house, quitting our jobs and packing up our truck and camper we will begin driving south from Tennessee until we run out of money, get homesick or reach the tip of Argentina. Loosely following the Pan American Highway we want to deviate from its path as much as possible, hopefully finding less traveled places to spend our time.
This site is a place where we can chronicle our journeys, past and present; where we can organize our thoughts and plan for the future. A place where we can share our experiences with others and keep a journal for ourselves.
Researcher, realist, creator of culinary awesomeness. Almost always reading a fantasy novel. Most excited about Argentinean wine and steak, backpacking in the Andes, and learning Spanish. Happiest when he is sitting next to a campfire after a long day of hiking.
Cuddler extraordinare, protector of the realm, expert napper, sister to the Fitz. Named after a character in our favorite fantasy series. Most excited about riding in the truck and endless expanses of wilderness to explore. Happiest when she is chillin' with her peeps.
Planner, daydreamer, serial hobbyist, and amateur photographer. Has a (possibly unhealthy) fascination with post-apocalyptic fiction. Looking forward to experiencing other cultures, getting a better grasp on the Spanish language, and eating ALL the new foods. Happiest when she is traveling to some far away place.
After much research, deliberation, and help from strangers and friends we decided to put a Four Wheel Camper Hawk on our Ford F25o. We made a few small modifications and added some accessories to make it easier to stay off the grid. After several months on the road we are still very happy with our decision.
We usually prefer to be camped in the mountains, next to a river, or on a beach far from crowds. However, every once in a while we crave a little "civilization". Our new friends Vince and Lucy both live in Quetzaltenengo (commonly known as Xela), and said it was worth a visit.
On our trip to Asia we experienced four different languages, all of which are vastly different from western languages. One syllable can mean three to five different things depending on whether you say it with a rising, falling, or neutral tone. We did our best to learn how to say hello, goodbye, thank you, and beer, and how to count to ten in every language. We managed to get by with this and plenty of sign language, but we definitely weren't having many in depth conversations. So one of the things we were most excited about on this trip was learning Spanish.
We took it as a good sign that after another beautiful drive through the mountains of northern Guatemala a rainbow seemed to end directly over our destination, the town of Todos Santos Cuchutman.
We've spent many a late night writing about our past travels and preparing this site for our future ones. If you find any of this informative or entertaining and would like to contribute a couple bucks this is the place to do it. Thanks a bunch!
“What if she doesn't like this place?”, “What if she doesn't want to sleep on a couch?”, “Where should we take her to eat?” I ask Pete all these questions almost simultaneously with a flurry of nervous energy behind them. He looks at me with an exasperated, furrowed brow and replies, “Natasha, It's Lindsey”