Ok, so we felt we needed a break from vanlife to remain in one place for a while. But what are we going to do during our static four months with so much time on our hands? Certainly this lifestyle we have has given us the luxury of time. Time to do as we please, live our life on our own terms and pick and choose what we want to do and what we don’t want to do. I can’t deny it’s a super luxurious position to be in and it’s one we try not to take for granted. Having so much time though also throws up a few challenges. At least for me. Tim is a much more laid back, live in the moment, don’t analyse it kind of person. Me? I can analyse something to the nth degree and then some!
I’m not talking about boredom here. I’ve never been bored on our travels. Yes, there have been times where I’ve felt flat, frustrated or cooped up during prolonged periods of rain but I wouldn’t say I’ve been bored. I’ll always find something to do. Pottering. It’s one of my favourite things to do but I’m not yet quite of an age where pottering about ALL day is fulfilling enough. Maybe in a year or two;) For me, the amount of time we have on our hands is more a question of purpose. Throughout our travels I’ve always been plagued by the ‘P’ word. Or maybe there’s a bit of guilt thrown in there too. Drifting around from place to place with no end game in mind can, for me, feel a bit like I have no purpose. I think I’m just the kind of person that needs a bit of structure and a ‘why’. It was one of the reasons we had decided that as part of our travels we would do some volunteering. We viewed it as a chance to meet new people, learn new skills, experience different lifestyles and ideas and generally make a difference to someone. It was also a chance to have a focus for a while.
It can be difficult to have a focus when you’re moving from place to place for an extended period of time. It can also be difficult to justify what we are doing. Lots of people nowadays take a midlife gap year which is totally understandable. Take a year or so out, explore, recharge and then pick up from where you left off. People can understand that. But take off with no idea of how long you’ll be gone for or if you’ll ever go back to a conventional life is a bit harder for people to take in. If we meet people and get into a discussion on our current lifestyle we have occasionally had the awkward question of ‘yes, but what do you do all day’? If I’m honest it’s not an easy one to answer without sounding a bit lame. It generally goes something like this: ‘Oh well, you know, we walk a bit, maybe go for a cycle, plan where to go next, sort out emptying and refilling the van, read, erm, go to Lidl, volunteer a bit, erm, you know, erm, stuff like that’. You see. Wishy washy and lame. You can see in people’s eyes they don’t really get it and are probably thinking we’re just a bit work shy. I think it’s partly an age thing as if we were in our late sixties or seventies I don’t think anyone would question what we do with our time. You’ve earnt your retirement so live it large and put your feet up. Or maybe it’s just my own perception of things. I don’t know but it’s not always easy to justify what we do with our time and where it all goes. But it goes. And very quickly too. Filling the time whilst on the road in the van is pretty easy though as you’re constantly stimulated by new sights, different landscapes, a changing set of neighbours, the odd challenge and hundreds of questions going through your head about this and that. Filling the time in one place though is a bit different.
So, after nearly seven hundred words I’ve still not answered what we’ll be doing during our extended time here. Well, for Tim one of the biggest sacrifices he made when taking on this lifestyle was leaving behind the music scene where we lived. Music IS a huge part of his life. HUGE. He’s had to adapt to not being able to be a part of several bands. He hardly played at all in our first year away but in the last two or so years he’s adjusted to playing solo. In an ideal world he’d want to be playing in several bands but playing solo has been a compromise. Over the last three weeks he’s been busy making contacts and putting out feelers to get into something here and/or start something new.
For me I have the donkeys! I’m spending a few mornings a week cleaning up after them and generally enjoying some donkey time. Mucking out wouldn’t be everyone’s cup of tea but I find it quite therapeutic and of course I love spending time with the donkeys.
One of the things I wanted to do when travelling was to learn a new language or two. I’d dabbled in French on and off since 2016, did a few months of learning German when we were in Germany and then promptly forgot it all again and ditto last year for Spanish. Unfortunately, spending an extended period of time in a foreign country doesn’t mean to say you miraculously absorb the language. Alas, it takes consistent time and effort. Consistency had never been my strong point regarding languages. Or anything else for that matter but this lifestyle has forced me into creating a few routines as I know I feel more content if I feel I have achieved something each day whether that be physical or mental. At the beginning of this year I set myself the challenge to improve my French and I’m glad to say, even though I’m not yet where I want to be with it, I have made some mprovement. So a consistent effort at continuing to improve the French and learning some Portuguese will be a feature of my day too.
Then we have some dog walking to do. The AEZA refuge is a non-profit association taking in stray dogs and cats. Three days a week volunteers are welcome to walk a dog or two. Tim unwittingly gave me the idea when he said ‘I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to do the dog walking at the dog refuge’. As a dog lover and having had four of our own dogs in the past he knows I have a weakness for them but when our last one went to the big kennel in the sky in 2013 we agreed we would have a period without the responsibility a dog brings. I’ve done pretty well in sticking to it. It took all my resolve not to take home half a dozen strays from Greece a couple of years ago. But, the dogs need walking and I have time on my hands so it was a fait accompli.
I just have to hope I don’t fall in love with one…………or two.