This Is The Story of My Life

One of the 36 questions that Elisabeth, Belle and I answered when I was visiting was to tell your life story in four minutes in as much detail as possible. I thought that there was no way I would need four minutes, but lo and behold, I guess my life is long enough (and full enough) that I actually did not even come close to being finished! For me, the issue was not that I did not have enough to fill four minutes, it was that I was shy of speaking out loud about myself for that long. 

And this, I guess, would be the number one thing that I should tell you if you are just getting to know me: I am shy. Not to confuse the two, but I am also an introvert. As I mentioned in this post, I am a social introvert. I do like being around people that I am comfortable with, but I do need to recharge alone, even when the company is fabulous. However, getting back to the shy part, I still am hesitant to talk about myself, I hate being the center of attention, and I get tongue-tied when I am put on the spot. Writing it out is way easier and much more comfortable. You can read it and judge me and I will never know, and I don't have to look at anyone's expressions or worry about what they are thinking about me. 

So let me tell you my story. Let's start at the very beginning, which is a very good place to start (name that tune!). My parents met in a small California mountain town, the birds and the bees happened, and I was accidentally conceived (PS the rhythm method DOES NOT WORK). They had only been together for mere months when this happened. Not only that, but they were just babies themselves; my Dad was 20 and my Mom was 22. My Dad went on a finding-himself road trip to Canada and my Mom probably sat at home and fretted that he would never return. Spoiler alert: he did return and eight months later, at his parent's house, my Dad decided to try to deliver me at home. Typing this out, I wonder what my Mom was thinking; was she really going to let a 20 year old kid do a home delivery with no experience!? For her first baby!? That sounds very 70s to me. However, I was stubborn from day one, or day one minus one, and after hours of nothing happening, they went to the hospital and I was delivered happy and round-headed via C-section, on Mother's Day! 

Mumsy, several years later

When I was growing up, my parents owned their own business in the small California mountain town. It was a summer resort nestled in the mountains next to a river that had cabins, RV spaces, camping, fishing, inner-tubing, rafting, kayaking, a gas station, a general store, a restaurant and a bar. This meant that (a) most of the money we made went back into the business, (b) my parents were on call 24/7, (c) any vacations we had were usually during the winter. And since (a) my parents are frugal and (b) most of the money went back into the business, these were very budget vacations. For example, we had a super old RV that broke down all the time and we would drive it to Yosemite, Death Valley, Big Sur or The Grand Canyon. We would park in a Walmart parking lot or on the side of the road and sleep, and we would wake up early so that we could see the sunrise (I hated this, but of course am now a big fan of sunrises. Go figure). We would play cards and eat sandwiches in the back. My little brother would be a pest and I would ignore him by reading a lot. Actually this was the only way to ignore everyone in those days!

A typical day at the beach: lots of beer and playing with Broski

I suppose this started my love of travel. This also started my love of figuring out how to get the best bang for your buck and also created a resiliency in me for budget friendly travel, sometimes known as roughing it. I also worked for my parents from as early as I can remember. I started by rolling quarters or crushing cans or pumping gas and I made $0.25 per hour. You can read more about that here. I saved these quarters and when I was 11, I used to go stay with my aunt and uncle in the Bay Area and we would go school clothes shopping and I would buy myself school clothes with my hard earned cash. However, for the most part, I saved that money for later. Also despite, or maybe due to, working in a customer service oriented industry, one of my favorite things to do was to be alone and read. I would hole up in my room reading, even sometimes when my brother and cousins were all out playing. However, I would never pass up a trip to the beach and we went nearly every day in the summer. 

I consider myself lucky because growing up, my every day life was most people's vacations. One of the other 36 questions was what you would wish was different about your being raised, and my answer to this was hard, as most things that I didn't like at the time I realize now have shaped me to who I am now, and I am happy with that. Thanks Mom and Dad! You guys were a pain in the ass when I was younger, but I understand now! 

Lucky we had winters free!

In the interest of time, let's fast forward a bit to college, where I worked at Nordstrom to pay for college, but still made it a priority to save for both retirement and for travel! My first trip abroad (excluding Canada) was to France, and I did everything wrong. Since then, I have been back to France several times and have traveled to almost 60 countries, oftentimes by myself. In the 25 years to follow that trip, I have taken a sabbatical or quit my job six times to move or travel abroad (I talked more about this a little in this post). Luckily, for about ten years, I worked a contract job and could kind of come and go as I pleased, which really made it easier to travel without having to be afraid of starting completely from scratch when I got back. Additionally, the contract job was around the US, so I would live and work in a place for several months at a time. Doing this gave me the opportunity to live in Florida for eight months, Louisiana for about six years on and off, Missouri for a few months and Iowa for about eight months. I liked getting to know these places not just as a tourist, but as a resident of sorts. You can find more about where I have been on my Around The World page. 

The social introvert strikes again: making friends at the cricket in Adelaide, Australia. 

During this time, I became a runner, and have completed many road and trail races, from 5k to 100 miles. I also spent a lot of time backpacking, and one of my favorite things each year was the annual summer backpacking trip, often in the Sierra Nevadas, but also in places like Colorado, Wyoming, Idaho, Oregon, Peru and Europe. One of the places I want to go back to is Mt. Everest base camp, as my trip got cut short (but that is a story for another day). 

Donner Lake, Marin Headlands, Dolomites,
Wind River Range, Tetons, Redwood Park (Oakland)

I recently realized that there are many mountains to climb (and cities to see, and people to meet and sunrises to see) and not enough time, so at the beginning of this year, I quit my ten year long Bay Area job in finance, sold or got rid of all of my things including my house, and set off by bicycle to see more of the US and Canada, which is what I am doing now. After I finish this trip, I plan to start traveling the world again, most likely as a slow traveler, where I will stay in one place for about a month a a time. 

Marshall Beach, Golden Gate Bridge and Marin Headlands

And now you are all caught up! Tune in tomorrow when I will be talking about some ways to save or make money with very little effort! Now it's your turn!! 

Do you have any questions for me or do you want to know more about any one topic? What is one word you would use to describe yourself? Tell me three things about yourself that I may not know! 

This post is part of NaBloPoMo. You can find the rest of my posts for this challenge here. You can find the list of participants and their information here.