Unpredictability - Good for your health

Our modern life is based on organising an environment free from the unexpected. The house needs to be as stable and reliable as possible. The job as safe as possible. Nothing should break down. Nothing but what we predict, should occur.
This is the life of the zoo animal. Let's explore the life of the Nomad. Let's live the life of the Nomad.

Sunday, 31 May 2015

Back to Babylon

The last four years I have been living either in hotel rooms, a campervan or a caravan.  I quickly adapted to this semi nomadic way of life.  For the most part I found it enjoyable if not a little challenging at times.

It was difficult to explain to others why I had chosen this lifestyle.  It was difficult to explain to myself.

And now I have purchased an apartment.  There was a big doubt in my mind about it.  I never thought a bank would lend me such a great amount of money.  I gave them my bank statements and my pay slips.  They took these documents away and came to a positive decision.

As simple as that - within a couple of months I had became a home owner.

The keys were handed over and there I was in a 3 bedroom flat with a corridor view of the sea and a balcony and a courtyard.  I had no furniture, no cooker and no beds.  I would need to get some shopping in quickly.

Around this time a Zimbabwian princess of the past parked her car in front of the flat.  She took my hand and together we went shopping.  So many things to purchase - large and small.  A kettle and a microwave - some saucepans and some plates.

My sister came to visit and there would be more shopping - a television, a washing machine, a cooker and all those little things that make a home what it is.  The Zimbabwian lady gave me her big bed and so there was no need to sleep on a carpet.

And to reverse the process -  from nomad to house dweller has been a very interesting experience.  All this extra space.  I found myself wondering what to do with it all.  Pacing from room to room I would contemplate a design for each.  A repaint in this room and desk in that room.  I hired a man with talent with the hands, the brush and the hammer.  He painted some rooms and installed a hand rail or two - a bracket for a television and a door bell on a gate.  There is still much to do but it is beginning to look good indeed.

I can't quite get used to the amount of water I can use.  The caravan life is about making your water tank last as long as possible.  Now it is endless.  It seems too easy and rather wasteful - but it is nice to shower for more than a few minutes.

The nights are too warm.  I have to leave the windows open.  I will overheat otherwise.

And I seemed to have been full of static electricity for a few weeks.  I would get shocks when I touched an appliance.  I suspect this was due to a change in the humidity level.  The caravan, being of wood and surrounded by grass will have had a higher level of humidity.

So has this blog reached its end?  Is my nomadic life really over?  I doubt it.  I am looking forward to the next campervan purchase.  There will be more travel and adventure.  The blog shall continue.

Peace to All