Catching up on some Daily Prompts. I am waaaaay behind, I know, but it’s been hectic! So here goes:
If you had the opportunity to live a nomadic life, traveling from place to place, would you do it? Do you need a home base? What makes a place “home” to you?
I’m certain we have covered this one before? Yes, definitely we have, my response to the prompt can be read here.
Since writing that piece, I must admit that I would be nice to have a “home-base” to return to between travels.
I’ll settle for Spain, thank you kindly!
Here is what other bloggers had to say:
If you could live a nomadic life, would you? Where would you go? How would you decide? What would life be like without a “home base”?
I have always had a wandering soul and I’m pretty sure that I was born 20 years too late. Hippie-ness is definitely in my blood. Even though I love technology and don’t ever leave home without my Blackberry and / or laptop, I’ve never been really materialistic. I have no driving obsession to own a six bedroom home filled to the brim with the best furnishings and latest technology.
I would take up the opportunity to live a nomadic life at the first opportunity. As a matter of fact, I have only 8 years left until Luke is finished with school and we plan to do just that once he leaves home. Our plan is to buy a motor-home and just travel. There is no definitely plan for where we want to go or what we want to do. I’ve always found the idea of playing spin-the-bottle on a map very attractive. Our country and continent have so much to offer and I believe that it is about enjoying the journey, not the outcome.
For me, something like that would be a learning curve. Not only for us, but also for the people we would meet. I look at it as an opportunity to inspire, motivate and inform. One thing I would definitely love to do is to learn a traditional dance, eat a traditional meal and wear traditional clothing while living with each groups and tribes we cross paths with.
Jacques and I know a couple, deep in their 60’s they bought a motor-home and all they do is travel the country. The go from town to town and map their journeys out on a large format map. The highlighted lines crisscross across South Africa and their photos and diaries holds treasure upon treasure of interesting stories. They are happier than anyone I know and the absolute joy and peace in their souls shine through. They are a huge inspiration to us and I can’t wait to get there!
Here are what some other bloggers had to say on the prompt:
Every morning while waiting for my taxi I see two light delivery vehicles with canopies transporting school children, stuffed into the back of the vehicles like sardines.
Twice before have I phoned the local Traffic Department with the vehicle registration numbers and on both occasions I was brushed off with “The drivers have been warned to stop transporting the children as they do not have the necessary permits to transport people.”
This morning I saw the vehicles again, only this time it was raining heavily. The driver of the one vehicle was driving so fast that he was, despite his best efforts, unable to come to a stop at the four-way crossing. Instead, when he saw that he was not able to stop, he increased his speed!
I have again phoned the Traffic Department and was again met with the obligatory “someone will get back to you”.
I do realize it is very difficult to apprehend someone who is putting the lives of children in danger when you have the location, description and vehicle license number of the offenders, but really? Do we want to see these innocent children in a picture such as the one above?
Do we need to see an accident happen and the possible loss of children’s lives before something will be done?
Wake up City of Cape Town Traffic! It is your job, you get paid to do this!