Are You an Anywhereist (Or Do You Want to Be?)
Do you want to be an Anywhereist? What does it mean, anyway? Do you want to:
- Live anywhere in the world you want, for as long or short a time as you want?
- Live full-time as an expat in another country?
- Travel full time?
- Get away from harsh winters but still keep your home base in the community you’re in now?
- Explore someplace new for a month or two — longer than your vacation time allows?
- Stay in your home and community because you’re happy there, but you’re working remotely or running your own online business?
If so, you’re an Anywhereist!
How to Balance Adventure and Risk as an Anywhereist
Thirty-two years ago, my husband and I started a big adventure with a pretty big risk. We sold our house in upstate New York, packed up our furniture and our four kids and moved to Florida. Without jobs.
Our children ranged in age from seven years to 12. In school, the youngest was finishing first grade, the oldest was in seventh. We were pulling them out of the small school where they knew everyone into larger schools where they knew no one.
We were tired of the cold and the grey skies. We wanted sun and adventure!
A lot of folks thought we were crazy. “You’ll be back,” one member of our church warned my husband.
It was a risky move. For one thing — and it was a biggie — we had no jobs in Florida.
Recent . . .
This was NOT a Good Way to Wake Up!
Recently I was hurled into wakefulness when a chainsaw revved up next to my ear.
Now, to be fair, it wasn’t exactly next to my ear. It was on the adjoining property, which, in this country of no zoning and no setback requirements, is about 4 inches away from my bedroom window, which is about 2 feet away from my ear.
But when you’re jolted out of a sound sleep, these are minor quibbles.
So, I was awoken about an hour before my usual time, by a loud machine. And you’ve got to. . .
I’m writing this newsletter looking out over the view above, listening to the waves. It’s a gorgeous day here in the Republic of Panama, with a fresh breeze keeping the heat at bay.
Back home, temperatures are in the 60s during the day, 50s at night, and it’s cloudy. Not winter like I experienced in Vermont, but still winter and too cool for my liking. I come here to get away from all that.
I arrived after an arduous two days of travel. I won’t bore you with the gory details, but it began with a 3 AM announcement that my 6 AM flight was delayed and wouldn’t be taking off until after my connecting flight to Panama had left. After the airline rebooked me on another carrier …
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