#lifeontheroad

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[harmonyhealinghub]

Crossroads Cafe Shaina Tranquilino August 28, 2024

Danica had always loved cooking, but it wasn’t until she quit her corporate job and bought an old, beat-up food truck that she realized just how much she loved the freedom it offered. She named her truck "Wanderlust Bites," and with her dog Rufus as her only companion, she set out on a journey across the country. Her plan was simple: drive from town to town, set up shop, and see what life had to offer.

Her first stop was a small coastal town called Harbor's Edge, where the salty breeze carried the scent of the ocean, mingling with the aroma of fresh fish. She decided to serve fish tacos, using the catch of the day from the local market. As she grilled the fish, people began to line up, drawn by the smell and the novelty of the bright orange truck parked by the pier.

Among her customers was an elderly fisherman named Greg, who struck up a conversation with Danica while waiting for his order. He told her stories of the sea, of storms survived and fish caught, and of the love he once had but lost to the waves. "You know," he said, taking a bite of his taco, "life’s like the ocean. It’s unpredictable, but there’s beauty in the chaos."

Danica thought about that as she drove inland, her next destination a bustling city known for its fast-paced life. She set up in a busy park and decided to offer gourmet sandwiches, something quick and satisfying for the office workers on their lunch breaks. But the rush of the city brought a different kind of loneliness, the kind where people could be surrounded by others but still feel isolated.

It was here she met Madison, a young woman who worked in one of the skyscrapers nearby. Madison came to the truck every day, ordering the same sandwich and sitting on the park bench to eat alone. One day, Danica asked her if she wanted to try something new, and Madison hesitated before agreeing.

As Danica prepared a special sandwich, she asked Madison about her life. Madison opened up about her struggles with anxiety, the pressure from work, and how she felt like she was constantly in a race she couldn’t win. Danica listened, offering no advice, just a sandwich made with extra care. As Madison took her first bite, she smiled for the first time in days. "I needed this," she said softly, and Danica realized it wasn’t just the food that comforted people—it was the connection.

Her journey continued, taking her to a mountain town where the air was crisp and the nights were cool. Here, she decided to make hearty stews, something warm to fill the bellies of hikers and locals alike. One evening, as the sun dipped below the mountains, a family of four approached the truck. The parents looked tired, their children restless, and Danica offered them bowls of stew on the house.

They sat by the fire she had set up, the children laughing as they dipped bread into the rich broth. The parents, Chris and Hilary, told Danica about their struggles to balance work, family, and finding time for themselves. “It’s hard,” Hilary admitted, “but moments like these remind us why we keep going.”

As the days turned into weeks, Danica realized that every town, every person she met, added something new to her life. She had started her journey to find freedom, but she had found something deeper—a sense of belonging, of understanding, and of connection.

By the time she returned to her hometown, Danica was a different person. She parked her food truck in the local park and served dishes inspired by all the places she had visited. The locals welcomed her back with open arms, and as they ate, they listened to her stories of the road, of the people she had met, and the lessons she had learned.

Danica no longer felt the need to chase after something undefined. She had found it in the faces of strangers who became friends, in the stories shared over a meal, and in the quiet moments under the stars, where she realized that life, like cooking, was best when shared with others.

And so, Danica kept the wheels of Wanderlust Bites rolling, not to escape, but to keep discovering the beauty of life, one town, one meal, and one story at a time.

[lazynightrunaway03]

I recently tried working at a seasonal job instead of the regular 9-5 most people do. The amount of security, adventure and thrill I’ve experienced during that time will never ceased to exist in my memories. I’m known to always get tired of staying in one place/job for a longer period of time so this was a great alternative experience. The video above was taken during my walk to my work area and it would always fill me with deep appreciation for nature and it’s brilliant calm atmosphere. I’ve decided to start blogging about my travel adventures along with tips and must haves. To start, I’d like to give anyone with an adventurous heart or for those who seek to change their life in any circumstances. Never let the fear overcome you. It hinders you from experiencing what life could offer you. Everything you want or need is on the other side of fear. I was scared when I tried seasonal jobs and going places to places without my family for the first time. I had just graduated college and it would’ve been the first time I’ve ever left my family for long term so you could imagine the plethora of emotions that overwhelmed me. However, my desire to learn more about this world and to experience it on my own overpowered my fear. Since then, I’ve never regretted that decision. I’m a better person because of it. Of course, I’m not saying to just drop everything and go spontaneously. Do your research but don’t let any fearful scenarios your mind conjures up hinder you from your journey. Anyways, looking forward on posting more!!!

[lyrabyrd]

We are Officially Off-Grid!! 🥳

Our skoolie broke down but thankfully it was a super easy fix 🙏🏽 bless mother Gaia for protecting us

We finally made it to our first destination

Settling in and getting comfy

It feels SO AMAZING to be free from the rat race

[dirkmanning]

This weekend the "20 Years of Terror" tour (and by third appearance in three weeks!) takes me to @therealanimarathon at @bowlinggreenstate! I have a lot of love for this Saturday and Sunday anime and manga themed show, and always value and appreciate them bringing me back as a guest to the university campus where I spent so much time in my youth honing my craft as a writer! I'll have copies of several of my new TPBs from @sourcepointpress as well as a limited amount of the Dirk Manning figures from @knuckleheadzltd... so come see me as soon as you can to guarantee you'll get what you want, friends! See you soon! #dirkmanning #animarathon #bgsu #falconpride #lifeontheroad #20YearsOfTerror #makecomics https://www.instagram.com/p/CqBex3kvSDe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[truckintrevor]

My First Experience on the road

It was a beautiful spring in 2014 I was freshly dumb 21-year-old that thought i knew everything and couldn't listen to no one. I was struggling to raise my oldest boy who is also my stepson, and struggling to hold onto a job in the welding field as I couldn't listen to anyone long enough to keep a job to learn the field and move up in the industry. So, after long talks to my now wife then girlfriend I decided it would be best to enter CDL school and begin my career as an OTR driver.

  I began the journey that took three weeks received my license on time and signed onto a truck carrier hauling a flatbed OTR, after i signed i had to report in late April or early May to begin training in Oklahoma that would last two weeks and then spend six weeks on the road with a trainer that I unwillingly wanted to do but had to as a requirement. So, I got down to Oklahoma checked in nicely and that was when it sunk in that I wasn't grown as I thought this was my first experience away from everyone that I loved and across the country for a long period of time. As that pressure mounted everything seemingly went accordingly int the first week of the hiring process and process to become what I always dreamed of a truck driver.

  So it began, I passed everything I needed to in the first segment of training the securement road tests, being professional while on their grounds. Now it was time to test my ability to become a driver of the free road and also see if I could live with another person in a 72-inch bunk for the next six weeks. It was a Thursday or Friday the trucks rolled in drivers hanging out in the lounge our training manager took us across the lawn to the drivers lounge where we would be paired with our trainer, I remember the look and old man that looked to be older than my parents and someone who has been doing this a long time, I shook his hand introduced myself he showed me to the truck and we began talks on what he expected for the trip. Everything seemed to be alright we weren't leaving till the next morning, so we got dinner and hung out with the rest of the drivers at the lounge.   The next morning, we headed out to begin the process, it was alright he drove, but he would not shut up he must have talked for what seemed like an eternity. We headed out from Oklahoma to Virginia on our first load made it there next morning and that's when it started, he was a loud talker and seemingly always sounded like he was yelling at you. That startled me and rattled my confidence in me, and from there it was all downhill and got worse and worse from the second night. Now he trained as a team so he would drive and then I would drive, and we were hitting decent numbers for two people driving a day and by mid-week I was exhausted this was way worse than the welding factories I had worked in and by the end of the week I broke. 

  It was a beautiful day in South Carolina, we were in the middle of nowhere and I had slept horrible broken and without any confidence left in me I told the trainer I wasn't going to drive that day because I was too tired, and in the trucking world that's like telling your boss you aren’t working today for some bullshit reason. He looked shrugged it off said Well you're driving in the mountains all day tomorrow. Okay big deal I thought, little did I know it would be. We sat there and waited to get loaded which at this time I was burnt, few hours go by we get loaded and that's when my career seemingly spiraled to its end. I was helping securing the load and beginning the tarping phase of the load he was on the catwalk pulling his tarps out and he threw me a tarp waiting for him to give directions he said what are you retarded start tarping. Exhausted and felt like out of options i threw the tarp down and walked away to cool down as I was a hot head at any moment could pop. I walked and after he got the load road ready, we got in the truck silently and began our journey to Chicagoland. We were pretty quiet that ride into the stop at Knoxville where it all ended for me.  Talking on the phone with my girlfriend my stepson who was only two at the time said to me when are you coming home and that hit me, we were best friends and I felt like I abandoned him. I told her to get me tomorrow as we were going to be going through Indy and stopping somewhere north of there headed up to Chicagoland. And for me that was my first experience I quit the next morning and was so discouraged from driving that I didn't get back into a rig for about 6 years until i was in my mid to late 20′s

[ourcrazyrvlife]

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[thewildmurphys]

🤦🏼‍♀️ Never a good way to start the morning 🛞

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[coopershortcut]

Chasing Dreams Across the States Our RV Journey from Michigan and Beyond

For as long as we can remember, my wife and I have dreamed of hitting the open road to visit our kids, our grandkids, and to really see this beautiful country. Well, folks, dreams do come true! On May 7, 2024, we finally set off from Michigan in our trusty fifth wheel, and let me tell you, it’s been an adventure of a lifetime. So far, we’ve laid our heads in many states for more than just a night…

[vscarcare-234]

🛣️🚗 Life's a highway, and your car is your trusted sidekick on the adventure! 🌟

🌈 Let's navigate the twists and turns together, creating memories along the way. 🌟💭

🚀 Ready to hit the road? Start your journey now! 💫 #LifeOnTheRoad #CarCompanion #AdventureAwaits 🌟🚗

[jasonlorenz56]

Sharing My Life of Travel and Adventure

Welcome to "Jason Lorenz Unfiltered" – your all-access pass to my world where every adventure is a story worth sharing. 🌍✈️ From thrilling road trips across the West with my crew, hitting the trails on our bikes, to wandering through exotic cities overseas, this channel captures the essence of living life to the fullest. 🚴‍♂️🌆 Dive into the raw, unscripted moments as I explore, connect, and create unforgettable memories. Subscribe and join the journey where we embrace the misfit in all of us, and remember, life is best lived unfiltered.

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[harmonyhealinghub]

The Thankful Traveler Shaina Tranquilino November 29, 2024

Colby tightened the straps of his battered backpack as he stepped off the rickety bus. Dust swirled in the golden light of a fading afternoon. He was in a small village on the outskirts of Peru, where the Andes loomed in the distance, their snow-capped peaks piercing the sky. This stop wasn’t planned—none of them were, really. Colby had set out a year ago with no itinerary, just a vague notion of "discovering the world."

The first few weeks of his journey had been a blur of bustling cities and tourist-packed landmarks. But as time passed, Colby realized it wasn’t the sights that mattered—it was the people. Every kind word, every shared meal, and every act of generosity had imprinted itself on his heart, shaping his perspective on life.

As he wandered into the village square, his stomach growled, reminding him he hadn’t eaten since the pre-dawn hours. A faint aroma of roasting corn and spices wafted through the air. Following his nose, he found a small, makeshift stall where an elderly woman was serving bowls of steaming stew.

“Hola,” Colby greeted, fumbling with his limited Spanish. He pointed to the pot, hoping to convey his order. The woman smiled warmly and ladled out a generous portion.

When Colby reached for his wallet, the woman waved him off. “Es un regalo,” she said, placing a hand over her heart. A gift.

Colby hesitated, feeling the weight of her kindness. “Gracias,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. He sat on a nearby bench, savoring the hearty meal and the moment.

As he ate, a group of children gathered around, curious about the stranger in their midst. One boy, no older than ten, pointed at Colby’s camera dangling from his neck. Smiling, Colby handed it over, showing the boy how to look through the lens and press the shutter. Laughter erupted as the children took turns photographing each other, their faces alight with joy.

Later that evening, as the village prepared for a festival, Colby found himself swept up in the revelry. He danced awkwardly to the rhythm of drums and flutes, earning good-natured laughter and cheers from the villagers. A young man named Diego struck up a conversation, translating for Colby when his Spanish faltered.

“You’re far from home,” Diego said.

Colby nodded. “I’ve been traveling for a year now. No plan, just… seeing where life takes me.”

Diego smiled knowingly. “Life has a way of surprising you.”

When the festival ended, Diego offered Colby a place to sleep for the night. The room was small and modest, but the bed was clean, and the blankets smelled of lavender. As Colby lay there, staring at the wooden ceiling, he felt a deep sense of gratitude. Every step of his journey had been a leap into the unknown, and yet, time and again, strangers had welcomed him with open arms.

The next morning, Colby said his goodbyes, promising to send the photos he had taken. As he walked toward the main road to catch the next bus, he realized his heart felt lighter. He wasn’t just collecting stories or ticking off destinations—he was learning to embrace life’s unpredictability and trust in the kindness of others.

Colby tightened the straps of his backpack once more and took a deep breath. The world, with all its beauty and chaos, was waiting. And he was thankful—thankful for the journey, the connections, and the unshakable belief that even the smallest acts of kindness could bridge the vastest distances.

[biographiness]

Life is short. Make it count. Every moment is an opportunity to create a story worth telling.

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[otaviogilbert]

Wow what an incredible journey

Join me on an incredible journey filled with breathtaking landscapes, heartwarming moments, and unforgettable adventures! 🌍✨

[flannelgo]

In the embrace of the sunset, we ride. His daring stunts meet my supportive smiles, crafting our unique love story on wheels.

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