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Meredith's story on embracing slow travel, the one piece of travel gear I swear by, and this week's airport reads.
Hey, hey!
At this point, I think weāve all heard about the slow travel trend. (If you havenāt, you can catch up on what youāre missing with this guide.)
But thereās already a new kid on the block. Enter: the slowmad.
A slowmad is someone who travels slowly, spending anywhere from 2 to 6+ months in the same place.
Our writer Meredith Kane is someone who has truly embraced the slowmad-ic lifestyle. In fact, she runs a blog thatās 100% dedicated to slowmad-ing, where she talks about her experiences traveling and staying in coliving spaces.
Sheās a good friend and someone I admire greatly, so I wanted to devote this weekās newsletter to sharing her story about what being a slowmad means and how she got there.
Letās dive in.
Hey, this is Kelsey, and youāre reading the SiteSee newsletter. Think of me as your Big Sis when it comes to travel, inspiring you to keep going places. You can expect an email from me every Friday filled with nomad stories, tips for living a location-independent lifestyle, and the gear to get you there.
Travel Story āļø
My family traveled the country while I was growing upāand I moved around a lot during my post-college yearsābut it wasnāt until my late 20s that I really ventured abroad. Within a few yearsā time, I had roamed the streets of Paris, explored the castles of Sintra, and taken a selfie with the Little Mermaid in Copenhagen.
I was awed and inspired by the places I visitedābut I was also left wanting more. I wasnāt satisfied taking vacation for just 1 or 2 weeks out of the yearā¦and then spending the other 50 weeks dreaming of where Iād go next.
Even though I had a great job and an amazing community in Nashville, I also had this overwhelming feeling I couldn't seem to shake. It was calling me to step out of my comfort zone and discover more of this extraordinary planet weāre floating around on.
I was wrestling with this feeling in 2019 when I saw an ad on Instagram for Remote Year.
Remote Year, I learned, is a community-driven travel company that helps digital nomads work and explore destinations all over the world, one month at a time.
This concept was super attractive to me because it took the idea of work-life balance to a whole new level. It made me realize that my travel adventures didnāt have to be confined to just 10 or 12 days out of the year (and it didnāt have to wait until Iād reached retirement). Instead, I could combine travel with work and do everything I wanted, all at once.
Itās safe to say that Remote Year ad had definitely reached the right audience.
Just a few months after discovering the company, I quit my full-time director job and made the leap to freelance copywriting. From there, I signed up for a 6-month Remote Year program, beginning January 2020.
If youāre connecting the dots here, then you realize 2020 wasnāt the ideal time to take a journey around the globe. Long story short: my Remote Year program ended abruptly in mid-March after only 6 weeks of travel.
I was devastated and felt completely lost. Like everyone else, I didnāt have a backup plan in place for āWhat To Do If a Global Pandemic Breaks Out,ā so my whole life was upended.
Before I had left for Remote Year, Iād finished my lease in Nashville and put all my things in storage. At the time, I was hoping that my travels would continue well past those initial 6 months, so I didnāt have any concerns about not having an apartment to return to.
But this also meant I was left with nowhere to go during the pandemic.
Ultimately, I moved back to my parentsā home in Iowa. I was hoping to ride things out there for a few weeks and then pick up where I left off with travel. But after a few months, I got the sense that everything would stay shut down a while longer.
So I decided to find my own apartment, plug away at my freelance career, and put my travel dreams on hold for the time being. Over the next 2 years, a lot of life happened. Clients came and went. A relationship beautifully ran its course. And health issues popped up that I never saw coming.
But through it all, there was one thing that never wavered: my desire to see the world.
By mid-2022, travel was possible againāand I was more than ready. So I hopped back into a Remote Year program in Peru, and then traveled through Chile and Argentina on my own. And by the end of that year, I found myself coliving in a 12th-century castle in France.
It was at this coliving space where I truly learned to slow down.
I slowed my conversations, my meals, and my hustle mentality. Maybe most importantly, I learned to slow my approach to travel as a whole. I felt so safe and welcomed in this coliving community that there was no pressure to rush or move on to the next destination.
So I didnāt.
Instead, I ended up staying in France for a total of 10 weeks. During that time, our coliving crew celebrated multiple birthdays and holidays together, enjoyed impromptu game nights, organized costume parties and family dinners, and bopped all over the region on the weekends.
Those 10 weeks showed me the value of investing in one place for longer. I formed deep relationships with my fellow colivers because we had the space and time to really get to know each other and swap stories about life, love, loss, and just about everything in between.
All in all, this coliving experience affirmed my favorite part about traveling: the people you meet along the way.
Iāve done my fair share of solo travelāand I can definitely thrive that way. But deep down, I know that for me, what makes a nomadic lifestyle so worthwhile are human connections.
Last summer, I returned to that same coliving in France. Iāve also had the opportunity to visit coliving spaces in Morocco, Montenegro, and Spain (spending a minimum of 4 weeks at each).
Iāve learned so much from the people Iāve met around the world. Plus, slowing down my travels has alleviated a lot of stress, saved me a lot of money, and really helped me appreciate every place Iāve visited.
The thing is, I donāt travel to check boxes or collect stamps. I genuinely want to immerse myself in the culture, the cuisine, the landscape, and the language. I am deeply fascinated and captivated by all of it. And thatās the beauty of embracing slow travel. You learn that you have enough time to do it all.
My travel style has greatly evolved over the last 4+ years, and I feel so fortunate to have discovered the joys of slow travel and the gift of coliving communities. Cheers to more of both in the coming months!
ā Meredith Kane
If you want to follow along on Meredithās slow travel journey, you can do so here.
Gear Checkš§³
Last week, I bought the one thing thatās the unofficial sign of planting roots: a Dyson vacuum.
In other words, I moved into an apartment in Cape Town. I'll continue to travel back to the States (and wherever else I desire once my 90-day visa expires), but for now, my suitcase and I are setting up camp in South Africa.
And while I always prefer to travel light, my god am I grateful I had a quality tote bag this weekend.
I've pushed mine to the absolute limits with numerous trips to the local hardware store. (At this point, I'm practically on a first-name basis with the staff.) All these intense shopping trips have just been further proof of the importance of one of my most basic travel tips: Always travel with a durable tote with a strong base (like this one from BAGGU). Whether Iām dashing to grab vegetables at the nearby market or collecting gifts for friends back home, I'm consistently amazed by how frequently I depend on it. In fact, I think a trusty tote bag is a must-have no matter if youāre living that nomadic lifestyle, relocating, or living in a city.
Airport Readsšļø
Has Meredith's tale sparked the inner slowmad in you? Check out this article we put together on saying š byeee to girlbossing and YES to a slower, more feminine travel lifestyle.
I decided I was tired of hobbling around like a grandma in the morning, so Iāve become hyper-focused on prioritizing stretching in the evening. This 15-minute stretching series has been my go-to.
I just downloaded Donald Millerās book, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years: How I Learned to Live a Better Story. If you havenāt noticed by now, Iām a sucker for non-fiction.
Last ThingāØ
Thanks so much for being a part of this community. š«¶ I hope you have a beautiful end of the week. See you here next Friday!
Onwards,
Kelsey
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