Living in a tiny space is pretty easy once you get the hang of it. Being organized helps, being patient helps but being tolerant is vital. Once you’ve mastered those three you’re golden. I posses none of these qualities. No, that isn’t totally true; I possess them individually, on occasion, but seldom at the same time.
I’ve learned to be more organized. If you also struggle with this handy skill, you might want to try living in a ridiculously small space. Downsizing is a remarkable teacher. As for patients, I either have them in droves or none at all, depending upon the situation. If we’re talking injured animal, droves. If you’re talking incompetent egomaniac, none. Underdog, I have all the time in the world. Bully, none. You get the picture. And tolerance, the ability to just let go and carry on, yeah, this is probably my strongest suit (of the three) but it is still apt to fizzle out every now and again.
Fortunately, I am in love with our little home and love is the magic blindfold. When you’re in love things are rosier, experiences are more vibrant and the little things seem to somehow matter less. Much less. This little traveling casa of ours has enabled us to see the entire eastern portion of a very large continent. How could you not love that!? Along our journey our little home has provided us with: enough solar power to keep our batteries charged allowing us to roam long and far without the need to plug in, a kitchen when we are hungry, a bedroom when we are tired and the options to choose where we’ll call home each and every day. We’ve been able to hoard trinkets like you can’t believe, speed away from charging elephants and tuck into safety when those strange night noises get a little too scary. We’ve had ice cold beer and sometimes beer ice when a wily bottle slips unnoticed past my layer of frozen mozzarella and Parmesana. This car has been our little rolling refuge, what is not to love?
Of course we could bring her home with us – this model of cruiser isn’t imported into the USA and it wouldn’t be a big deal to ship her back to the Northwest - but that option seems selfish. We can’t take an African out of Africa and expect it to thrive. This car needs to be free, needs vast open savannas to roam and wildlife to harass. It needs a new family to love and shelter. It needs you to fly into Cairo and take her back home to Cape Town or wherever you fancy.
Go ahead, quite your job, take your kids out of school and sign them up for an education they'll never forget; come explore Africa. It really isn’t that hard. Everything is included, even the cloths off our backs (given you want them). And if anything should go wrong, there is always ice in the freezer and a chilled bottle of Amarula to ease you along.
For the details of how, what, when and where, go to our Toyota Land Cruiser for Sale to a Good Owner page: http://www.horizonsunlimited.com/hubb/4wd-for-sale-wanted/2003-toyota-lc-4-2-a-52394
Parting is such sweet sorrow,
PS: If you are interested in Tiny Space Living check out our friend’s blog at www.sprinterlife.com. Tree and Stevie make life on the road look goooood. Their epic journey is taking them through the Americas over the course of two+ years? Be inspired.
If you’re still not convinced that you need to do this you can take a peek at our Aussies experience through Africa at www.findingemo.org but be warned, you may experience a radical perspective shift in the process.