One Year of Vanlife

Vanlife has been such a teacher, living on the east coast has been the biggest teacher. It fucking rains here, a lot. That's why it's so green and lush but coming from the west I'm not used to it.

When I first got here I used to sit in my van when it rained, so like that could be anywhere from a few hours to a few days, 'cozied up' I tired to convince myself but then the walls started closing in and cozy turned into claustrophobia.

I was at a crossroads, do I start hating the east coast and/or vanlife or do I choose to shift my mindset. Go sit in a cafe and study birth charts, go just walk around the op shops or just embrace the moment for what it is and put your rain jacket on and walk in the elements ~ I've been mostly doing that one and it's actually made me feel so free. No longer at the mercy of my external reality.

This morning I went to the beautiful gorg and I knew it was going to rain but I got my rain jacket out and went anyways, I was actually sweating on the walk up so I even went for a swim which is so unlike me ~ being cold and wet is not my thing and the water was FREEZING but again it just made me feel so so free! I then walked back to my van in the rain all giggly about how epic my morning had been and continued on to the next spot.

I drove up the mountain to try and find some platypus, up the mountain it's so cold and foggy, I'm in the clouds so I put more clothes on and walked around the river in the rain looking for the lil creatures but didn't see any, I'll try again tomorrow morning. It always makes me laugh when a small town literally makes something their entire identity ~ platypus kindy, platypus playground, platypus cafe, platypus errthang. Apparently it's the worlds most reliable place to see them in their natural habitat so makes sense why they rep it so hard. I hope I see one tomorrow ☺️💓