Growing up I would watch TV shows like Then Came Bronson. There was also one about a couple of truck drivers that traveled. I guess the idea of being able to escape the life that I had was a very appealing thing. Half escape, half adventure. I can't say that there was a single traumatic experience that pushed me over the edge. I guess simply put, there was not a single reason for me to stay. Like Janis Joplin said about freedom. I joined the Navy at 17, and went active duty on my 18th birthday.
My early years may have caused me to alienate or fully trust or be attached to others. In the military people come and go all the time, so I just got used to not having permanent people in my life. Wherever I lived I got along just fine with people I met, had friends, even got married a few times. But when it was time for me to go, I went. I guess that makes me a kind of a loner. I don't feel bad about it, just the way it is.
I traveled more when I was younger. I got a steady career and traveled on the weekends when I could. I am now retired but haven't traveled in a number of years. If I can assist others who travel I like to do so. I host on Boondockers Welcome and Couchsurfers. I hope to travel this summer to get out of the sun and heat here, (Southern Nevada), if all goes well. I bought a van and a 22' toy hauler trailer then ran into some medical issues. I racked up some medical expenses, so I really don't know what my budget will look like. I am on the mend pretty good, so maybe by this July I can head out.
