23 feet: Real life on road-time

Via Lisa Montierth
on Aug 24, 2010
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Open space, good music, and a different view

Life moves quickly when you’re on the road. Once you get the hang of it, it’s as if a great pair of invisible wings has spread behind your back, lifting the heart, easing your stumbles. It’s exciting. You begin to live on “road-time.”

Road-time is sped up and slowed down all at once and bleeds color and sound and runs down your face like lake water. Connections made on road-time are brief and burning stars, marked by breathless conversation, prone to confessions.  Road-time deftly spins “be” into “go.”

Real-time is lines at the bank and mailing in your electricity bill and building relationships that last more than three days.

Surely it is this lusty road-time that keeps some travelers traveling, this lack of middle-ground, the escape of the predictable everyday situations that present themselves in stationary living.

Of course, travelers may miss their homes, their cocoons of love and familiarity and predictability. I was reminded of this recently, when I traveled back through Durango, CO, to pick up some left-behind pieces of my life.  I pulled into my old home, where I know street names and bartenders and the best way to bike across town, but the season had changed and the air felt new, and I didn’t live there anymore.

I spent my whole visit acutely aware of this fact, bogged down by impending homesickness and the lurking second-time-around goodbye I’d soon say. Getting in my car on the last day was painful, and the drive out of town was tortuous. But it was only a matter of miles until  I felt better. Road-time.

That’s the seductive thing about road-time – even the darkest of funks are eased by open space, good music and a different view.


About Lisa Montierth

A fledgling earth child and reincarnated rock-star, Lisa celebrates being alive in the yoga studio, on the dance floor, and with the company of friends. Forever on the verge of swooning from all the beauty in this world, she aims to capture some of that in her writing. She has been known to work a sentence for a whole hour, searching for the prettiest verb. Lisa lives and learns in Portland, OR.


3 Responses to “23 feet: Real life on road-time”

  1. elephantjournal says:

    Love this. We here at ele are working on a bike trip 'round the country, stopping at college campuses to do our talk show, sell books…stopping at yoga studios, Buddhist spots, farmers markets, the HQs of awesome companies like Patagonia…and I gotta admit that the notion of being on the road is not only romantic, fun, awesome…but fills me with a little dread. No good wireless? Missing my dog? Missing Boulder?

    I'm a homeboy.

  2. Lisa Montierth says:

    Yes, the life of a road-warrior is indeed a mixed bag! There were a few spooky moments of feeling lost and homeless – but the advantage of pulling an Airstream is we always had a table to drink beers around and a healthy stock of PB&J supplies. Sounds like you guys are gearing up for a great trip! Can't wait to travel by bike one of these days.

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