A devastating earthquake hit Napier in 1931 and left the city in ruins. From the rubble, the community rebuilt the world’s premier display of Art Deco architecture. Once a year, 50,000 people flock to Napier to celebrate Art Deco Weekend. Dolled up and ready to dance, attendees spend the weekend sipping champagne, doing the Charleston, and picnicking by the sea. After a weekend full of grace and grandeur, the rest of the world seems a far away place with too much hustle and not enough roaring twenties. Read More
Downsizing used to be a term associated with hardship. For individuals, downsizing meant selling your home to pay a looming debt and for businesses it meant jobs were on the chopping block. Read More
Words in New Zealand are proving difficult for me to pronounce. Yes, I do know English is the official language in New Zealand. No, the English words are not my problem. The language of the Māori, however, is filled with sounds my lips have never had to produce. I’ve been walking through New Zealand, struggling to properly pronounce words that have been repeated to me at least ten times. Mt. Mauganui, Waitangi, Waiheke, Tiritiri Matangi – the tongue twisting list could go on forever, because nearly every city, mountain, street and river in New Zealand is in Māori. Read More
We tend to procrastinate. We tend to procrastinate, a lot. We procrastinate to such a degree that we will be five minutes from checkout at our hostel and still not have a bed to sleep in for the night. Such was the dilemma we found ourselves in, as we were frantically jamming our last remaining coins into the machine that runs the internet at our hostel – internet in New Zealand, a nightmare I will reserve for another day. Read More
Auckland – “where the fish are so succulent you can eat them bones and all!”
Today was our first real day to explore the largest city in New Zealand, Auckland. With 1.5 million residents, Auckland is home to one quarter of the country’s entire population. The city is physically teeming with tourists at this time of the year and it’s no wonder, there are harbors to explore, beaches to lounge upon, volcanos to hike and a seemingly infinite supply of hip, foodie streets. Read More
Wake up people, go explore the world! There are so many unexpected wonders awaiting your senses.
When I think back to the weeks I spent backpacking through Nicaragua, I smell the freshly baked focaccia bread in Granada, I feel the waves that jostled us for seven hours across the largest lake in Central America and I see the active volcanoes that towered above me as I floated in the waters surrounding Ometepe Island. Read More
My mind doesn’t seem to have a great capacity for personal memories. I can easily recall numbers, facts and information I have read, but it’s a struggle to recall my own life experiences. For the sake of remembering this past year, I have been keeping track of the skills I have acquired while living on the road.
Exactly one year ago today I stepped out of the revolving doors of J.P. Morgan for the last time. As with most life changing decisions, I worried that I had made the wrong one and would regret ending my career in finance. But, I have never been happier.
Alexa and I have attended church almost all of our lives. Mom would take us most Sundays, once she managed to drag us out of bed and plop us in the car. At church, we would sit in the pew and not so patiently count down the minutes until we were free to go. Sitting still for an hour was not something we were used to and we were always being told to play quietly with our bag of toys. After attending church in Fila Tigre, Costa Rica this morning, I have a brand new sense of how a church service can feel. Read More
As some of you know, Chase and I have decided to pursue slightly different goals over the next few months. Chase will be advancing his career by taking classes at a local college in Minnesota and selling art from his very own studio. I am currently writing to you from Costa Rica, where I am working on implementing a health program for the community of Fila Tigre. Read More
Our last farm on this six-month journey across North America was Lockewood Acres. Nestled between San Franscisco and Sacramento, Lockewood Acres is a small organic farm home to goats, sheep, heritage chickens, fruits and vegetables. Read More
After spending the past two months soaking in the wonders of Oregon, we crossed the border into California. Driving along Highway 199, we were immediately impressed with the state as we were welcomed by the towering Redwood trees of the Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park. This park is home to over 45% of California’s old growth Redwoods and the last major free flowing river in California. We followed Highway 199 until it ended at the ocean in Crescent City, CA. Read More
We set out on the winding Rogue-Umpqua Scenic Byway the next morning and found ourselves easily distracted on the 90-mile trip to Crater Lake. The road traverses alongside the stunning Umpqua River almost the entire way to Crater Lake, which meant that we were driving in a secluded, wilderness dream and could not imagine missing a single drop of the beauty. Our intention to reach Crater Lake in one day was officially squashed as we read about the waterfalls, hot springs and hiking that awaited us along the road up to Crater Lake.
When there is no defined schedule, no planned route, life’s most difficult decision each day is, where do we go next? Yes, the fact that such a trivial matter is our daily burden means that our life is utterly incredible at this moment, but somehow it still tends to become a major point of anxiety. Read More
It has been far too long since we have updated you on our travels. We left Zig Zag Mountain Farm the first week of November and since then have been vagabonds, exploring the western coast without a care in the world. That’s not completely true, we are always concerned that we are spending too much money or that we won’t find our next farm, but overall life has been blissfully tranquil.