I hesitate to share my incredible enthusiasm for one of my favorite hobbies of all time because it has such a negative connotation. Hitchhiking.
I find it to be one of the most rewarding activities in life. It makes me so happy and teaches me so many lessons. I seriously want to jump up and down when I think about it.
While it might be time consuming, I have NEVER experienced any sense of danger, only kindness and generosity.
A couple weeks ago I hitchhiked from Berlin to southern Germany; a journey of approximately 900 km. Two years ago I did this on a tandem bicycle (although a different route) and now I came back to retrieve the bicycle and continue the journey through Switzerland, Italy, and Croatia.
The trip took two days and a total of 12 rides.
When my heart started calling I did not know where or how to answer the call.
She has been calling me for a long time. Almost thirty years.
Many things kept me from answering the call.
First, I did not know it was my heart. The call came in many forms—all were pretty uncomfortable physically and emotionally.
It was not a sweet, gentle call.
It was a ball of painful longing, sadness, contraction and loneliness surrounded by a thick layer of shame.
These stories are about my inner and outer journey as a nomad with no address, a citizen of the world. My journey is about challenging myself by embracing the unpredictable, uncomfortable, and also joyful moments. My hope is to inspire, motivate, and entertain you.