Conversations on El Camino

Today (Monday) marks Day 6 on the road, and we’re all getting along fine, which is a testament to the patience of my gracious hosts who are sharing their 175 sq ft of floor space and a couple bins of cupboard space with me while I’m bumming around with them. We detoured a bit due…

Life in a 1985 Isuzu passenger bus-turned-home isn’t so bad, once you become accustomed to bouncing around feet away from a wood stove which casts an eerie red glow and ominous crackles when driving in the dark. The fridge only swings open a couple times a day, and it only spilled peaches on the floor…

The past 3 days have shown complete disregard of the natural laws of space-time. I’ve had to count and recount the days, because surely I’ve been in New Zealand more than a week, or less than a day...or perhaps I’m actually somewhere in Ireland? Living life upside-down and across a dateline sure shakes up my…