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Burn It All, Travel the World

I read an article called But Will It Make You Happy?, a few days ago that really caught (and kept) my attention. Basically it's about an average couple (Tammy and Logan) who shared a two bedroom house, two vehicles, and the normal household amenities. Even with all the "stuff" they had accumulated over the years and their good paying jobs, they weren't satisfied in their lives. So one day the couple decided to live by the "100 Things Challenge" and any excess "stuff" left over after the chosen hundred was either donated or sold. Read more about their journey to simplicity on Tammy Strobel's blog Rowdy Kittens. (I really enjoyed her post on a new way to use baking soda).


They had a combined debt of $30,000 but after selling most of their stuff, their two cars, and home, they were able to pay it all off. Not only are they now debt free, but are living in an adorable studio apartment in the eco-friendly city of Portland, Oregon, comfortably.
Along with many Portland natives, to commute they bike everywhere (much better for the environment and your health). Since Tammy now works from home as a freelance writer, and Logan is finishing up a doctorate in physiology, they spend much more time doing what they love; being outdoors. And did I mention they're DEBT FREE?


It's really intriguing how much more content they are now after giving up so many of their things. Manufacturers over time have convinced society that in order to be happy we need to have the latest technology, the newest fads, and all the material things. Realistically, all we need are the necessities: air, water, food (not an excess amount), energy, clothing (for climate purposes) etc. 
Instead of being consumed with stacks of bills, television, and phone calls, the Strobel's now enjoy hiking daily, expressing themselves creatively, as well as set their own work hours. Without all that "stuff" they routinely go on extended vacations. Not to mention the money they save on gas and vehicle maintenance. And if they ever decide to embark on a long road-trip, they rent an eco-friendly car. 


This is all very fascinating to me because quite frankly, if I had the balls, I'd definitely minimize to 100 things. Gradually (especially since we've moved into a smaller place) I've been donating things here and there, but there's still many things that could go that I'd never miss. For as long as I can remember, I've been a pack rat-- so breaking that cycle is going to be a bit challenging, but totally doable. And the thought of selling my car in exchange for (something I've been dreaming of for quite some time) backpacking around the world and throughout different eastern countries makes me warm and fuzzy inside. To me, the experience is much more valuable than any of my possessions. Most people can argue that statement, but think of it this way: If you had the choice to sit and stare at a closet full of clothing or a European landscape, which would you choose? Would the clothes give you the same experiences and growth? 

With many of my things I create a similar scenario. Trust me, I have a multitude of belongings that are difficult to give up, but as my dad had said, "burn it all wild thing, travel the world."

I have the hardest time with the thought of this huge planet, that I've only experienced roughly 1% of it. I really admire Tammy and Logan for seeing beyond their bubble and taking the risk of giving up everything to have the ability to come and go wherever they'd please. And it's not about the "luxury" vacation we all dream about, but the visual and mindful experiences. 


If you get some extra time, read more about the "100 Things Challenge". I'm sure you can find it through google or similar sites. For now, I'm going to proof some old things I've written and start posting more frequently. I hope you have a relaxing and enjoyable weekend! Here in Florida we will be seeing some beautiful weather over the next few days. 

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