After spending a three month stint backpacking through South
East Asia, my husband Josh and I were more than ready to settle down for a bit;
have a place of our own with a steady income, a comfy bed, and a Netflix
subscription. Boringness. Normalcy. It sounded nice. We found stable jobs,
together no less, and a place to live that wasn’t a grungy Asian guesthouse.
And for a while it was nice. We ate
pizza and Mexican food (practically
unheard of in South East Asia) and re-acclimated to American life.… But then a familiar itch began again. Slowly, we
began to realize how much we missed our life in that other world, the world often
referred to by backpackers in Vietnam as “same same, but different,” and plans
of another venture began to formulate.
