It’s been more than a month now since Kim and I began to feel road-weary. To add to the fatigue, we spent a week in Charlotte, North Carolina for Fincon, the annual conference for all things financial. Then we spent a week driving all over the Southeast in the Mini Cooper, searching for a place to live.

Note: To add to our desire to settle, I’ve begun working in earnest on my new personal-finance site, Money Boss; meanwhile, Kim has been exploring the possibility of opening an online store.

On the Road Again

Last Monday morning, we piled all of our stuff into the Mini Cooper and drove south out of Charlotte. Initially, we were aiming for Jacksonville, Florida. Our idea was to explore the Sunshine State to see if we could find someplace to stay for the winter. (Yes, we’re well aware that many people have the same idea every year.)

Staying true to our motto as a couple — “go with the flow” — we changed course midstream. While stopped for lunch, I browsed for rentals on Craigslist. For some reason (I can’t remember why), I started with Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.

“There are a lot of cheap places in Myrtle Beach,” I told Kim. “I don’t know anything about the city, but maybe we should start our search there instead of Jacksonville.”

“Sounds good,” she said, and so we veered east. As we drove, we continued to research. “I’m not sure there’s much for us to do in Myrtle Beach,” Kim said. “What about Charleston instead?”

“Charleston works,” I said, and we altered our path once more. Kim, who is a Priceline ninja, snagged a cheap hotel room as we drove, and by late afternoon we were exploring the city.

We liked Charleston just fine. It has some funky neighborhoods and interesting restaurants. Plus it’s filled with history (Fort Sumter!) and close to the beach. Still, it didn’t feel like home to us. In the morning, we drove south toward Georgia. We spent a couple of hours in and around Hilton Head, South Carolina before crossing the state line to visit Savannah.

Savannah! Now here was a city we loved.

Savannah, Georgia

First, Savannah’s setting is strange and wonderful. It’s lush. It’s swampy. It’s flat. The area is heavily forested, and there’s lots of Spanish moss hanging from branches, both in town and outside of it. The trees are filled with noisy birds whose songs and cries are completely unfamiliar to me. Plus, there are tons of turtles in the area. (I like turtles.)

But we loved more than just the city’s setting. Because Savannah is one of the few southern cities to have not been destroyed during the Civil War, there are many old buildings in the area. Plus, large parts have a sort of “seventies” feel that always appeals to me. There’s also a vibrant culture of diverse people in the city, which is something that our home in Portland lacks. The historic district is peppered with parks squares (much like London) and good restaurants and funky shops.

“I could live here,” Kim said. I agreed. (One downside? Except for downtown, Savannah is pedestrian-hostile. There are no sidewalks, cars don’t stop for pedestrians in crosswalks, etc. For a walker like me, this isn’t a good thing.)

Orlando, Florida

Our next stop was Orlando, where our friend Toni Anderson lives. “You should come down here and check it out,” she’d told us at Fincon. “My husband’s parents might even have a room where you could stay for a few weeks.”

We met Toni’s in-laws for lunch and then stayed the night at their house. There company was terrific and the room was perfect — but Orlando didn’t match our vibe. Maybe because we didn’t see enough of it, the place reminded us of any other sprawling, generic medium-sized U.S. city. It could have been Sacramento or Indianapolis or Spokane.

“I keep thinking about Savannah,” I told Kim.

“Me too,” she said. “Cindy and David are great, but I don’t want to live in Orlando. I want to live in Savannah.”

“Let’s go back!” I said. And so we did.

Downtown Savannah

As I sat behind the wheel for six hours, Kim browsed Craigslist and called property managers. We soon realized that our budget — $1000 per month for a six-month rental — wasn’t realistic. Places downtown were renting for at least three times that amount. Even on the outskirts, people were asking for $2000 in rent.

The first place we visited had an ideal location at the edge of the historic city center. It was surrounded by restaurants and shops and park and was only a few blocks from the river. The unit itself was a 500-square-foot loft with hardwood floors and quality fixtures. The downsides? It felt crowded with so much furniture in so little space. Plus, it was a little expensive ($1750 per month). My biggest complaint, however, was the mold we saw everywhere. “I know it’s humid in Savannah, but I’m worried that much mold will screw with my allergies,” I said.

We were tempted to take the place without looking at anything else. We filled out the rental application and paid our $40.

“How soon could we move in?” Kim asked.

“You could move in tomorrow, if you wanted,” the agent told us.

“That’s tempting,” Kim said, laughing. “But we should probably go look at least one more place.”

In the Suburbs

The second place we saw was completely different, a condo between the city of Savannah and nearby Tybee Island. The home was twice as big as the first place and much more modern. It didn’t have as much character, but it provided a number of other advantages:

  • Free parking (for the Mini Cooper, not the motorhome).
  • A community pool and hot tub. (We love hot tubs!)
  • A fitness center just outside the front door. (Seriously, a thirty second walk from door to door.)
  • Perhaps best of all, two bathtubs in the unit.

Plus, the unit would only cost $1325 per month (plus utilities).

“What do you think?” Kim asked after our tour of the condo. “Should we start a list of pros and cons?”

“I’ll be honest,” I said. “I love the place downtown and it’d be a lot of fun to live there, but it doesn’t match our goals for the next six months. We want to work. We want to eat right. We want to exercise. In town, there’d be too many temptations and distractions. Out here, we still have access to that stuff when we want it, but there’s a twenty minute barrier between us and bad behavior.”

“That’s true,” Kim said. “Plus, out here there’d be no excuses with the exercise. We’d have a gym outside our front door.”

“Exactly,” I said.

“And I’ll be honest too,” said Kim. “My heart sunk when I saw there wasn’t a bathtub in the apartment downtown. Here we’d have two bathtubs — one for you and one for me. Not to mention the community hot tub and pool.”

“See,” I said. “I don’t think we need to make a list of pros and cons. I think the choice is obvious. We can save $400 per month by living out here, and we’ll be better able to do the things we want to do. Let’s take it.”

Home Sweet Home

So, there you go. Kim and I will spend the next six months as residents of Savannah, Georgia. We plan to spend most of our time exercising and working, but we’ll make some weekend trips to Florida and the Carolinas and possibly even New Orleans. For me, it’ll be fun to live somewhere other than Oregon for a while. I’ve lived my entire life within a 25-mile radius of the town where I grew up. Now I can experience something different.

As you can guess, this means Far Away Places will be on hiatus for a while. In a week or two, I’ll publish a stats breakdown of our first six months on the road. Plus, I’ll post updates here whenever we take jaunts outside Savannah. But until the end of March, I’ll be focusing my attention on two places: writing about radical personal finance at Money Boss and writing about personal development at my personal site.

So, until the spring: Be well, my friends!


A Slight Change of Plans

by jdroth on 05 September 2015 · 15 comments

“I’m going to be honest with you,” Kim said the other day. “I’m tired. I love our life on the road, but I’m ready to take a break. I want to pick a place and stay put for a while.”

I could tell she was reluctant to say this. Our year-long RV trip is a shared dream, something we’ve both always wanted to do. Now Kim was suggesting we pause for a while, and she was worried that I might disagree with her.

But I didn’t.

“I’m so glad to hear you say that,” I said. “I’ve been feeling the same way. This road trip is a blast, and I want to see the rest of the country. But at the same time, I want to take a break. You know I’ve been frustrated because I can’t find time to work on the new website. Well, it also sucks to see my fitness fade. I worked hard for that, and all this moving around has made me soft.”

“Me too,” Kim said. “I haven’t been this out of shape in years. It’d be great if we could make exercise a part of our routine.”

“What should we do?” I asked.

“Let’s think about it,” Kim said. “Maybe we can come up with some sort of plan to park somewhere soon.”

So, we thought about it. The bottom line is that after five months of constant travel, Kim and I have become a little road weary. What do we mean by that?

At the start of the trip, each place we visited was new and exciting. We couldn’t wait to see the sights and talk to the people. Although we still have some of that enthusiasm, the constant change has become almost mechanical. We’re numb to the new. We find ourselves wanting to skip places and people we’ve looked forward to seeing. Some days we stay put in the RV to read and relax rather than see the things unique to the area around us. (Hell, we’re doing that today!)

This isn’t a problem unique to us Rothwards, of course. Many long-term travelers run the risk of burning out, if they’re not careful. That’s why so many seasoned road warriors have a policy of slow travel. They stay put for weeks — or months! — at a time. By doing so, they get the best of both worlds: They enjoy the novelty of new places but also experience a sense of belonging, of community.

When we set out on this trip, our plan was to cover the entire United States in about a year. Over time, that plan has evolved. For instance:

  • Once we realized the U.S. was even larger than we’d thought, with so much to see and do, we changed our timeline from “about a year” to “about 18 months”. Even at that pace, things will feel rushed.
  • Although our expenses remain lower than what they would be at home, they’re still greater than we’d like. As a result, we decided to pause for a few months so that we could both earn money. Kim would find a job, and I’d launch a new money blog. Naturally, this extended our timeline even further.

Now our plan has changed again.

Instead of moving from New York to New England now, we’re driving south. We’ll spend a few days in Pennsylvania, then ten days in New Jersey. In mid-September, we’ll be at a conference in Charlotte, North Carolina for a week. When the conference is over, we’ll put the motorhome in storage for a while so that we can take the Mini Cooper up to New England for the fall foliage festival. When that’s done, we’ll return to Charlotte and pick a place to set up camp for several months.

In a way, this choice seems even more exciting (and scary) than the decision to set out on the road. But we love it. Who knows where life will take us next?


Niagara Falls and Northwestern New York

August 31, 2015

After two weeks in Ohio, Kim and I were pleased to move on to new territory. We leaped across the northwest corner of Pennsylvania and set up camp near Niagara Falls, New York. Kim had never visited New York before this trip. And although I’d been to New York City a couple of times, I […]

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Roller Coasters and Rock and Roll in Cleveland, Ohio

August 26, 2015

After a few days exploring West Virginia, Kim and I drove north to Cleveland, Ohio, on the shore of Lake Erie. Kim and I passed an entire week in and around Cleveland. There was lots we wanted to do — but mostly we stayed home. Why? A couple of reasons: First, lately we’ve both been […]

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Wandering through West Virginia

August 19, 2015

Between southern Ohio and northern Ohio, Kim and I found the time to spend a couple of nights in wonderful West Virginia. Seriously, this state is gorgeous. It’s easy to see why John Denver called it “almost heaven”. At the start of this trip, we were blown away by the beauty of Arizona. Since then, […]

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Finding Time for Friends (Old and New)

August 15, 2015

For me, one of the joys of visiting the Midwest was finding time to connect with friends, both old and new. I’ve mentioned some of these folks already. After our engine replacement in South Dakota, for instance, we drove to St. Cloud, Minnesota where I had dinner with two of my favorite people, Aimee and […]

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One Week in Indiana’s Amish Country

August 11, 2015

After two weeks touring the Great Lakes and the Great North Woods, Kim and I drove south to Shipshewana, Indiana to visit Amish country. Before we looked around, however, we took a couple of days to decompress. As I’ve mentioned before, there are three types of days on this trip: travel days, touring days, and […]

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Making Our Way Around Lake Michigan

August 6, 2015

After a week on the shores of Lake Superior, Kim and I made our way to another great lake, Lake Michigan. There, over the course of a couple of weeks, we made our way almost completely around this vast body of water. We started our tour of Lake Michigan in the small town of Oostburg, […]

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On the Shores of Lake Superior

July 24, 2015

After nine days of unplanned rest in Plankinton, South Dakota, Kim and I resumed our year-long RV trip around the United States. We drove slowly at first, unwilling to put too much stress on the motorhome’s new engine. With each passing hour, however, our confidence grew. By the end of the day, Bigfoot was humming […]

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Little Motorhome on the Prairie: How We Got Stuck in South Dakota

July 15, 2015

Last Wednesday, we woke early. We’d stayed up late (for us) laughing with Kim’s high school friends, and now faced a long day of travel. We said our good-byes, then left northwest Nebraska for the three hour drive back to Buffalo Gap National Grassland, where we’d left the RV parked alone on the edge of […]

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