Just the little things.

Police say multiple samples of the new stuff, street name "Krazy J", contains fentanyl: several people may have ODed.

Yeap...

Morning folks. Found a spot that fit for a day or 2 of doing nothing but repowering the internal batteries and sorting though what to have for breakfast. First up coffee and seeing if I can grab some water for a shower at the river.

I can feel my current living situation is wearing down on me. There's too many expectations and rules that I feel like i won't be able to fulfill for much longer. I feel guilty being here when i know i don't inherently deserve it and i think I'm running myself into the ground on purpose subconsciously by being stupid with the little money i have. I'm not sure if i was ever meant for a normal life. Something always goes awry and I don't know how people do this shit for decades without going insane. I genuinely think some people are just always meant to be on the run and on the streets instead of a "normal" life

parents fighting got too much, i cant live at home, i have about $140 in cash and guaranteed housing for the night, where do i start

road foodies

I am not houseless, but I am curious about how you guys travel, hitchhike, and more so much. And still manage to provide for yourselves. It's cool, I guess, because it shows creativity. If you guys are just foraging, that's cool as well.

Well picked a spot to have a small camp fire. Just waiting for the shade to cover the area so I can clear it and have it ready for a small fire. Even gonna have a shot of bourbon whiskey to top the night. Also cooking roman amd rice for dinner.

Currently on someone's porch...

Any suggestions on routes to go(I'm hitchhiking a lot) and towns to aim for or even towns to avoid?

Hey all! I have posted earlier without specific dates but now my flights are booked and date is set.

I'm a writer and filmmaker from India (late 30s). Doing a slow, multi-month trip across US + LatAm from late Nov to Feb. I would love to have company for a leg or even just a few days to explore together.

Route — happy to overlap for even 2-3 days.

- Atlanta: Nov 26 - Dec 1
- Miami: Dec 1 - Dec 4
- Lima: Dec 5 - Dec 15
- Cusco: Dec 15 - Dec 27
- Lima again: Dec 28 - Jan 5
- Panama City: Jan 5 - Jan 12
- Medellin: Jan 12 - Jan 19
- Bogota: Jan 19 - Feb 2
- LA: Feb 2 - Feb 18
- SF: Feb 18 - Feb 24

I like to travel slow, cafe-hop, walk a lot, write, and film some street life. Not into rushing 10 sights a day.
I love personal space. We can do our own thing all day and just link up for dinner / exploring. No need to be joined at the hip at all the time.
I can also cook Indian meal if we have a kitchen!

Accommodation — mix of hostels (social) and mid-range hotels (quiet recharge). Flexible.

If you're around any of these places around the same time and this sounds like your vibe, drop a comment or DM me!

Also down to share tips on Peru / Colombia if you've been — still planning that part.

My hometown…

Is anyone in Spain or Romania right now?

I decided that I want to start a collective of nomads who travel across the world. No money needed, no vehicles needed. Just a large family who understands that there's more to life than just working and sleeping. A family free from the restraints of false modernity

Yeah, not sure where I’m going with this one. Just a vent I guess. I’m a 22 year old man and I left a loving home and family a few months back because I can’t live the way they want me to. I know I’m fortunate than most and I will be open and honest about my privilege. But money, and a career, bills, and all the falsities of conventional life disgust me. Everyone is fake, and society puts you in a box and tells you to “act this way or no one will like you”. I’ve never belonged and I don’t want to. The road has treated me better than anywhere or anyone else has. The people I’ve met have been the realest people. And all of you, you all are some of the most decent, kindest, realest, smartest motherfuckers out there. I would rather die than go back, and I don’t want to have to put my mother through the loss of her son, but I can’t go back. Fuck that

Just had to rant. Love you all

everywhere i have asked advice at has basically told me that the winter will kill me, and i should go south somehow. what the fuck do i do. I'm physically disabled because my body is battered and broken, i have to breathe on a machine at night, and i only have like $700 to my name. im so so so very tired and i dont know if i can do this. does anyone have any advice on surviving the winter? should i just leave my job and fuck off somewhere warmer? it doesnt pay enough for rent, so i truly dont know what i should do. fml.

Back in my house..laying on my bed.. drinking jack daniels at 3 o’ clock in the morning.. I feel numb..

Contemplating in my head.. whether I should stay..or I should go.. when clearly.. I want to go..

I’m so use to being..on the go.. being completely by myself.. the life of the road..has tainted me forever..I

I’m Proud of myself..of the two years I’ve been gone.. away from the noise.. the total asinine bulls**t.. the family drama.. and the total destruction of california.. and all its ridiculousness..

I was just in San Francisco.. passing through..and visited a friend.. sadly to say.. the hangout was bland..conversations were bland.. the food was bland..and over priced.. hanging out was a waste of my time..and money.. even worse.. coming back home on Bart transit..

Bart had so many delays.. the car stood at MacArthur station..for a good 20 minutes.. wow Bart has declined dramatically..

And This house.. doesn’t feel like home.. my bedroom..has been completely flipped.. the walls are painted grey.. the flooring has been redone..the colors of the room..is really ugly..not even close to what it was before..

The air is tight.. so tight..I can’t even breathe.. I can feel the itchiness..of the synthetic material..on my bedding..

I crack open my window.. and the smell of glade spray..isn’t going away.. I’m getting a massive headache..

When I lived in this house.. my cat usually comes in and out my window.. I haven’t seen him once.. and I know he’s still alive..

I’m feeling a cigarette now.. I knows it’s super late.. but I’m already in a haze.. might as well have smoke..

A big fat skunk..has been lingering around.. in our backyard.. where’s my cross man rifle when I need it?..

My mother bought me a big a** coffee maker.. when I didn’t ask for one.. like I don’t drink 12 cups..

I’m just utilizing the house.. to re charge.. take a break.. rest.. collect myself.. collect some things..
But sure enough.. when the time is right.. I’ll leave..

I’m not sure if I want to go back to Portland.. even though I love Portland..
Something is telling me..to go to another state.. and try something new.. new scenery..

When I wake up.. I hope eggs Benedict.. isn’t waiting for me..in the kitchen..

I’ll be back.

~Serrot

So, I’m 20, and I keep seeing all these posts about newbie people wanting advice on traveling and train hopping, and so many of the comments say something like: “just get a pack and start walking with your thumb out,” or “just start hitchhiking and if you’re meant to ride freight you will.”

The thing is that the majority of those people who were riding or traveling did so quite some years ago, and I just wanna ask the people who have been on the road for an extended period of time or anybody who has thoughts on this: was it easier to travel 10+ years ago?

My perspective is kinda skewed cuz i was homeless a couple of years ago in my addiction and was just an absolute mess so im sure traveling again with a clear mind would change things a bit, but I just cant help feeling like the road is changing for the worse (that’s not to say it was ever easy or free of problems in the first place) Anyway, peace.

I just thought I’d share this to make more people aware.

Asking for a friend