There’s no doubt that both Leslie and I are nomadic by nature…more than 80 countries visited between us can attest to that. An old friend recently asked me if I would ever give up the nomadic lifestyle, and if so, where would I decide to settle? It was a good yet tough question, and I replied that, although I’m sure I would always be nomadic, I don’t think I had ever been to that Shangri La place that might one day be called home, though there have been some very strong contenders.
However, one thing that has been a commonly recurring topic of conversation between my fiancee and I in recent months is the desire for a home base, somewhere to hole up when we’re tired of constantly packing, somewhere we can recoup and relax without having to pay for the privilege of hotels…somewhere to call home! Because even nomads need a home base.
We’re very lucky. In the last 12 months we have called several places home; Ulsan, Korea- Koh Yao Noi, Thailand- Darwin, Australia- Paris, France, and in between all that we managed to visit Cambodia, India, the USA, Indonesia & England. But after our time in France came to an end, we decided that a trip to Mexico was in order, and in particular to the much fabled artistic city of San Miguel de Allende, recently voted by Conde Naste Travel Magazine as ‘the World’s Best City! It’s true that we had a sneaking suspicion before we arrived that we would love it here. But we had no idea just what an amazing and beautiful city San Miguel is. After just 2 or 3 days of wandering around the ancient & technicolor cobbled streets, and eating at delicious restaurants and thriving amid the artistic and writerly atmosphere that shimmers over the vibrant city like a layer of creative magic, San Miguel felt like home.
Sometimes an impulse, a gut feeling, is all it takes to inspire swift and drastic decisions, and when you both have those same instincts in the same place at the same time, then you know it must mean something significant. Over the ubiquitous beers that so many of our important life decisions are made, Leslie and I agreed that we could definitely see ourselves at home beneath these perpetually blue skies, and we decided to make some enquiries. The next day we viewed a house and its magnificent garden…and what a house and garden they are. We fell in love with both, agreed a price with the lovely owners, and a week later it was ours…is ours!
At the moment the house is empty. We are flying to California for 6 weeks next Wednesday to visit Leslie’s family, but when we return we’ll be on the look out for furniture and housey things so we can live comfortably albeit temporarily upon our return. As I said at the start, we are and always will be nomadic, and after our December wedding we’ll be head back over to Korea for some more teaching and freelancing. We miss that country and the lifestyle it affords us, and from there we know that a quick hop over to Japan or The Philippines, or anywhere in Asia really, is a great option.
But after Korea, whether it be one year or two, now we know that we can head on over to Mexico, take our keys out of our bag, and step inside the door into…our home.
And that sounds simply lovely.
Watch out for a follow up post about the beautiful city of San Miguel itself.