Wandering an Incredible Life

“Let’s go” – I tell the Backpack.

This phrase is so beautiful and it evokes such a neat image that I wish I had written it. Unfortunately, I didn’t (*) but it’s exactly what I said this morning, walking out of my house in a freezing and foggy day.

While lengthening my stride along roads whitened by frost, I found myself wondering when it was the last time I carried the burden of my Backpack, walking with that well-known feeling of having everything I need on my shoulders, as if I were trying to take away a tiny home.

May 20^th, 2010. The day I came home after my tour around the world. Eight months ago.

Many things happened since then; many many words have been spoken; even more thoughts were conceived. I have to admit that I have also felt a little guilty for my moleskine, this blog and my Backpack. As if once back home, as soon as I crossed the threshold, I had abandoned those who were the dearest travel mates of mine, who had then become useless.

But it wasn’t so.

I realize it right now while I am on the flight that will take me to Tenerife. Nothing was truly abandoned. To come home was just a stop of a tour around the world that had been put “on hold”. A stop I needed to perk myself up from the accumulated tiredness, to recharge my energies, to try and tidy up the inevitable chaos of my thoughts. And in this new order, I made my decisions.

So, these decisions were the most relevant result of mine. In Thailand, on my 117^th day of travel, I had finally seen a direction, a path. Once I got home, I began following it. I abandoned once for all the degenerated and wretch concept of work to which I had bound myself in the past, to embrace a more flexible, free and vital system.

This is how the “Tenerife Experiment” was conceived. The first “Nomad Working” experience. Working while traveling: where it is finally possible to reconcile the need to maintain your travelling freedom.

“Wandering an Incredible Life” – this was my dream. Here in Tenerife I want to lay solid foundations to turn this dream into reality.

And here I am then, on the one I consider being the 193^rd day of travel around the world, together with my dear friend, Nicola, my moleskine, my laptop …

… and my Backpack.

“Let’s go” – I told him this morning. And we’re going, always together, once again.

(*) Quote by Luis Sepulveda, the Chilean writer, taken from “Patagonia Express”.