1.) the act of leaving behind the orderly world to travel independently for an extended period of time.
2.) a privately meaningful manner of travel that emphasizes creativity, adventure, awareness, simplicity, discovery, independence, realism, self-reliance, and the growth of the spirit.
3.) a deliberate way of living that makes freedom to travel possible.
(Vagabonding: An Uncommon Guide to the Art of Long-Term World Travel, Rolf Potts, p. viii). I’ve read this book three times. I love it. It makes me want to fart. I’d probably tweak the definition of vagabonding just a bit though.
Vagabonding: falling in love with people from all parts of the globe and doing whatever it takes to spend time with them on their turf, experiencing and enjoying their culture, sharing Jesus, and watching God move in that crazy, big-wide-global way of his, delighted to be the smallest part of his kingdom on earth until it’s time for heaven.
A sweet little guy from Eritrea (anybody know where that’s at?) peeked into our apartment tonight and saw all the maps on our walls. “Man! You guys must really love the world!”
We do. And God is so good to have given us so many friends from so many parts of it. We want to spend our lives nurturing those friendships, sharing Jesus, and making lots more friends.
“Even if the practical reality of travel is still months or years away, vagabonding begins the moment you stop making excuses, start saving money, and begin to look at maps with the narcotic tingle of possibility.” (p. 12)
After three months of living here, I still can’t believe we get to have “Africa” as our home base while we save money to get back to Asia.
Where in the world would you like to go on a long(ish)-term trip, and why?