Feeling zen while traveling nonstop

First of all, I’m sorry for my abscence.
This must be my record of not posting anything on my blog.
For the last 2,5 weeks I haven’t spend longer then 12 hours at one place, and the internet connection at most of our stays was pretty horrible.
That said, I also couldn’t find the time to sit down and write about my traveling. My first idea was to capture everything about the northen island of New Zealand in one post. Just now I realize that this pressured me too much which resulted in not writing anything at all.

For now I will write little bits of my experiences while living in a tiny camper for 2 months.

There is little personal space in my new temporarily home. It feels like a luxury when public toilets are clean and when a camping kitchen has pots and pans. I’m happy when the laundrymat decided to actually wash my clothes instead of eating them and I feel relieved when our next stopover isn’t a sandfly haven.
Traveling like this certaintly has its drawbacks but it also starts to grow on me. You’ll adapt very easily and over time you’ll develop some handy tricks to make your sleepervan more comfortable and clean. A proper hot working shower makes you feel thankful and it also gives you an idea of how extremely spoiled you are back home. It’s a cliche but you don’t need a lot of things to be happy.

I wil not stay in any fancy 5 star hotel. Instead of hopping from expensive to expensive hotel, I’m camping at very cheap/free spots all around New Zealand.
As with fashion, I don’t feel fashionable at all right now. Perhaps it’s the non stop driving, outdoor sports and hikes we do, but the clothes I’m wearing are mostly practical. The same goes with make-up. The only thing that I did become obsessive with even more is my camera, which is probably already noticeble on my Instagram account. And I also discovered that my boyfriend has a better eye of which pictures match with eachother so I’m stalking him no stop.

While traveling I’m starting to reconsider a lot of things which I left back home. Things that were once very important are slowly getting question marks. With this new rythym I also find time to breath (eventhough our average driving distance is 250 km) and it makes me feel very relaxed. I guess it’s all a matter of perspective and what is actually important.
And while sitting in a broken chair at rusty table with chatting birds next to me I’m just very happy to take it all in.