On my blog, I write about the internet, time and space, travel and place, relationships, and more. I’ve started to question my notions of these things even more, now that we’ve begun a journey toward living in a tiny space.
Can we treat physical places — cities, countries — as blank canvases for the mind?
I recently wrote about what it means to write about travel. That traveling can simply mean exploring — whatever your world, whatever your reality — and is often less about place and more about time, change, and one’s relationship to a moment. I realize, too, that shifting my lifestyle, and learning to live in a small space with another person, is a mode of travel.
Over the years, my definition of “travel” has been shaped by my trips around the world, as well my experience in the travel blogging sphere. As Nick and I start this journey toward downsizing and living in a tiny space, I realize the 131-square-foot house we plan to build is its own little world.
A reader on my other blog mentioned that traveling could mean trekking just down the road. His comment reminds me of “micro-travel,” which was a phrase used by a startup I used to work for to describe exploring one’s neighborhood. I was born and grew up in Northern California, but I’ve not trekked much of the region — I’ve been to Yosemite just once in my life, I’ve never been to Joshua Tree, and I can count the times I’ve been to the northernmost points of the state on one hand. The ability to explore more of California in a tiny house on wheels is pretty exciting.
I keep thinking about the name of this blog: Tiny House Travelers. In the beginning, I wondered if it was misleading: We won’t be on the move, like a couple in an RV. We’re not jetsetters getting our passports stamped each week. We’re not backpackers immersed in foreign cultures.
But it works.
This project, ultimately, is about exploration: of our lifestyle, our connection to our space and each other, and our ties to land and belongings and geographic location.